This movie made me want never to smile again, just for the fashion alone (sorry, poor joke).
It’s one of the most historically-accurate movies I’ve ever seen, and it makes me feel so bad for my ancestors.
Like, christ, life absolutely sucked and yet the colonists didn’t have it hard enough.
(e: look at the fashion in the movie though. It’s spot on. A masterclass in movie costuming, and that feels like an undersale. Just phenomenal dressing of this movie from every angle.
Dialogue too.)
Try to find your analogue in this world. Who would you be?
Back when my sister and I would hang at the mall, sometimes we’d get bored and play this game of trying to get the highest number of random strangers to stare at the ceiling. We’d just walk down the mall, both looking at the ceiling as if looking for something specific.
You’d be amazed how contagious that is.