I’m down for an evening Netflix, but only to chill. I’ve long passed watching the movies on the platform, now I solely use the menu to binge-watch mindfulness.
Scorsese’s Irishman could be his last venture into the gangster genre, and he leaves us with something entirely new, and very un-Scorsese.
I’ve not been able to love a television series since my last serious one left me. Don’t judge me, I’m in pain. That love is not easy to replace.
For reasons unknown, Netflix has decided to meddle with what made them great in the first place: binge-watching.
The leaders of the free world have promised action over the Amazon blaze, and have donated 0.000006% of their net wealth to save it.