I think I have watched something I wasn’t supposed to watch
MOVIE REVIEW: "I'M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS"
(Note: No spoilers ahead)
Feeling low, nothing resonates with me; the weather mirrors my mood, and all my summer plans have evaporated into thin air. Turning to Netflix, after a lengthy search, I stumble upon something intriguing. The title seems promising, the trailer enticing, and the description compelling. As I delve into the movie, a surge of adrenaline replaces my initial apathy. Yet, what unfolds on screen leaves me with a surplus of emotions—too much adrenaline, too much anxiety. It's as if I'm staring at my own uncertain future laid bare before me, unable to look away or escape its grasp.
Time, portrayed in the film, becomes a complex entity. Is it a lover, an ex, or perhaps a relentless stalker? The lines blur, leaving me pondering its true nature long after the credits roll.













