Have we reached a point where in order to make a movie about "real life", the happy ending has to be sacrificed?! I went to the QFT last night to watch a film called Fish Tank. It was good, I suspose, except Christ, leaving it was such a downer. The laughs throughout the film were generated mainly from hearing young children saying "fuck" and stuff, which in actuality, ought to have been depressing. The main character had a weird/potentially paedophilic encounter with her mother's boyfriend, who was also secretly married with a child, had no friends, tried to free a pony which eventually got shot, and when she tried to follow her dreams of being a dancer, inadvertantly went to audition for a strip club. Her only "good" thing was when her half boyfriend gypsy friend took her off to Cardiff in the end. JESUS.
I have been misbehaving again recently. However, as I am not annonymous in this, I actually can't write what I have been up to. Shame, cause its hot. Hahaha.
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