Ask me about a book I finished last month and watch me bluff.
A small, limited-release biopic about a man who wanted to rocket a Lincoln across a river, and it’s one of my favorite movies of the year.
Apparently I have strong feelings about who gets to play a man who doesn’t exist.
I came for the Shyamalan twist and stayed for a love story I’ve already mostly forgotten.
Everyone loves a genius until someone asks to see the data.
A book about handing our lives to AI that asked me to believe a lot of very human nonsense.
Please, take a seat, because I have a lot of feelings about this one.
A pitch-black comedy about internet obsession that made me squirm the entire time and somehow I still couldn’t look away.
I enjoyed it, but if you loved the book, brace yourself for some disappointment.
If your love language is “please stop doing that,” this one is for you.