Well, don’t get me started on the greatest showman. Greatest what? DiSasTer?? This movie is a mess, the person it’s based on was a mess. Do you KNow what the real Barnum did? Do you?? Well, if you don’t. Look It Up.
But we’re talking about The Greatest Showman. Was he the greatest, do not get me started. Hugh, we might as well call him Huge, Jackman was absolutely and unquestionably the greatest showman, ringleader, father and - maybe not husband for a part of the movie. also not the greatest father during that time. HOWEVER did he do an amazing job?? he sure did...kind of...with a lot of help from other people. But you go, Mister Showmaster!
DON’T get me started on the other people! Lettie?? A darling. Anne Wheeler? My heart stops whenever I think about her. DO NOT EVEN GET ME STARTED on the idiot that is PHILLIP CARLYLE. Do you see my blogname?? My username?? YES. I MISSPELLED HIS NAME BUT IT WAS NECESSARY. This poor guy in his perfect, miserable world, who gets dragged into the sparkly circus. My black soul hums with happiness. Don’t ever get me started about how much this movie means to me. It’s insane! Don’t let me tell you how much money I spent on tickets for the cinema. On how many times “From Now On” and “This Is Me” made me cry. Don’t ask about the incredibly friendships and bestest times and moments I had, just because of this one, stupid, stupid movie. It’s not possible to tell!!! And never get me started on the message the characters, the songs and the entire film carry. THE ACCEPTANCE. THE CELEBRATION OF DIFFERENCES. THAT EVERYONE HAS VALUE.
Don’t get me started.
