After avoiding it for weeks, I finally watched Babel. As with Amores Perros, this film is an unrelenting sufferfest. The sense of foreboding as the movie opens with two hormonally crazed unsupervised boys with a rifle just deteriorates into panicked chaos and desperation across the globe until you think things just can't get any worse ... then of course they do.
Alejandro González Iñárritu
I am so done with you.
If I wanted to feel this shitty
I would just read the newspaper.
At least then I could get my horoscope.
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