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in rewatching old classics phase as one finds oneself for the first
time meandering vertically instead of horizontally, am i the only one
notching this great one from a 9 to a 10 in filmaffinity? i mean,
please... i can only burn it down to aryan taste, mooees like these
are quite obviously superior to watching all that crap at wimbledon,
hence them who watch them, ie us, are far superior. plus its advanced
state of freudian affairs points to the already happened demise of
capitalism, nobody in their right mind will place the object above the
subject after royal tenenbaums |
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