me: “So, Homer, that’s Nolan’s Odyssey. What’s your analysis? Did he ruin your vision?”
Homer: “Holy shit, he flew to different locations to create it?”
me: “Does Nolan understand Xenia?”
Homer: “Flew in the fucking sky? Like a God?”
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