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My empathy is creeping towards what I would describe... a contemptuous rage. It's Poor Things, and This Film is Lit. Let Me Sum Up...
I shall die here, every inch of me shall perish… except one. An inch. It’s small and it’s fragile and it’s the only thing...
It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces. It's Bridget Jones's...