i’m at a loss of what to say. when chuck’s wife asks why he lied about the scar on his hand, the narration says something about it meaning too much to explain in a way that gave it proper meaning. that’s how i feel about this movie. 

much needed perspective. i struggle to justify my life’s place in a world so full of hurt, but it’s stories like these that realign my heart. for a moment i thought i’d need to leave the theater and cry. 

thanks, chuck.

watched with a group of heckling (gay) teenagers. what could go wrong

this movie restores my love for humanity

if this movie wasn’t about burlesque it would be really bad but oh boy do i love showgirls and bars