films loved in twenty eighteen (sure to be revisited again and again):
phantom thread (exquisitely brutal/brutally exquisite)
tully (there's a line in this film about parenthood so steeped in truth it made me cry)
the fits (wholly hypnotic, still thinking about it)
won't you be my neighbor (he was my childhood, and he was radical, he really was)
eighth grade (painfully lovely and cringey and real and heartbreaking)
mid90s (certainly not without flaws-- I mean, none of these films are-- but I just, I love this film so much)
roma (I believe I've made my thoughts on this film quite clear)