🇿🇦 I am a South African. And I think we’re kinda fucking great. Sorry, but this is factual. I live in an underrated country. Here’s a thread of why I feel this way.
Spoiler: you’re gonna hate some of these. 🇿🇦
I cannot actively express how excited I am for new Philomena Cunk on Sunday.
This woman is my spirit animal, my muse, my flame 😍😍😍😍
I aspire to be just as bad as her ❤️❤️❤️ #CunkOnCinema
Day 12: Gerald’s Game (2017).
Flanagan. Again. Flanagan-again. The man knows how to tell a story. In this case, a story about sex gone wrong.
NEVER EVER SLEEP ON CARLA GUGINO! (Pun intended). This woman is an absolute goddess and I shan’t be convinced otherwise.
Day 11: The Running Man (1987).
I actually had no idea this was Stephen King. But it’s basically The Hunger Games, innit? I fucking love me some 80s cheese. And peak Arnie. Complete JOY watching this 😂😂😂 I’m obsessed with the “super-advanced” digital interfaces.
@LuckyGordy@dramadelinquent@cpt_depression_ I already attend my kid’s judo tournaments and I can’t imagine you guys would be any more entertaining than children tripping each other.
(That’s nothing against you, it’s just genuinely funny watching kids trip each other )
Sometimes I wake up very disorientated in the middle of the night and then my cat is like, “fuck you” and murders my foot and I’m reminded where I’m at.
Thank you for your service, cats.
Day 11: The Running Man (1987).
I actually had no idea this was Stephen King. But it’s basically The Hunger Games, innit? I fucking love me some 80s cheese. And peak Arnie. Complete JOY watching this 😂😂😂 I’m obsessed with the “super-advanced” digital interfaces.
Day 10: Christine (1983).
How do you make a car menacing?
Ask Stephen King.
This car is the stuff of nightmares. But also, it does its own maintenance so 🤷♀️🤷♀️I could put up with a few murders to save on the service fees ❤️