You ever drink a lot of wine and sit around sobbing at nineties classic rom-coms or yell at old black-and-whites when a Cary Grant type calls an Ingrid Bergman type a silly lady? …No? Just us? We pile onto our fading floral-print seventies couch—you know the one; your grandma has one just like it—watch movies, and write our thoughts. Sometimes they’re reviews or commentaries; sometimes they’re braided personal narratives. We’re watching everything from Get Out to 10 Things I Hate About You all the way back to A Philadelphia Story. What are you watching?
by Kathryn M. Barber
I can’t sleep anymore. Two months into the pandemic, I lost the ability to turn my mind off at night. I sit up awake in my living room, watching reruns of shows I’ve already seen a hundred times over, hoping the lack of suspense and drama will lull me to sleep. It doesn’t.
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