he's not that good as u imagine

Beth 2022-04-20 09:02:19

Fascinating from the start, with the first ray of light - the typewriter.
The first scene is humorous enough to immediately point out the heroine's character - neuroticism.
The music jumps and sets the tone for comedy.
The male protagonist appears naked, and the dialogue shows his character - the fantasy lacks actual action, and it is straightforward, and by the way, other supporting roles are brought out.
Before the name love and other disarsters appeared, it was so brilliant, and the director's comedy skills were fully displayed.
The plot unfolds and the rhythm is lively.
The lines are clever, with all the sarcasm.
The actors' performances are natural, the music is witty, and just right.

In the end, Orlando Blue and whoever actually participated in the show, which is bright.

The actor has a good image, good temperament, and is dressed in fashion.

It has five stars in form, plus the wise performance of the "real" script,

perfect.

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Extended Reading
  • Giles 2022-04-23 07:03:57

    The lines are petty, huh

  • Kaya 2022-03-27 09:01:18

    tango is all this music? But you and Neil are too different hahaha

Love and Other Disasters quotes

  • Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: An early departure? What are the chances of that? If this was a movie, there wouldn't be an early departure.

    Peter Simon: If this was a movie, you'd be blonde.

    Emily 'Jacks' Jackson: If this was a movie, you'd be famous.

    Peter Simon: That's the problem with life. It's nothing like movies.

  • Therapist: Relationships are best measured by farting.

    Peter Simon: Excuse me?

    Therapist: The stages of a relationship can be defined by farting. Stage one is the conspiracy of silence. This is a fantasy period where both parties pretend that they have no bodily waste. This illusion is very quickly shattered by that first shy, "Ooh, did you fart," followed by the sheepish admission of truth. This heralds a period of deeper intimacy. A period I like to call the "Fart Honeymoon", where both parties find each other's gas just the cutest thing in the world. But, of course, no honeymoon can last forever. And so we reach the critical fork in the fart. Either the fart loses its power to amuse and embarrass thereby signifying true love, or else it begins to annoy and disgust, thereby symbolizing all that is blocked and rancid in the formerly beloved. Do you see what I'm getting at?