Gladiator II
I’d rather run my fingers over stalks of wheat for three hours than watch this nonsense again.
Oppenheimer
Christopher Nolan’s opus both thrives and suffers from its own sense of grandeur.
I’d rather run my fingers over stalks of wheat for three hours than watch this nonsense again.
Don’t trust your soul to no backwoods southern chauffeur
Christopher Nolan’s opus both thrives and suffers from its own sense of grandeur.