This Is Me Watching: Dèmoni

It’s a movie about the 80s from the 80s.

My love for Italians is growing by the minute.

I’m getting flashbacks from so many dates right now.

I thought I knew what love was, but I was wrong.

I haven’t felt this way since I read that missed connection about a man with a neck tattoo that says “DIE ALONE.” <3

Maybe Italians embodied the 80s better than anybody else.

Movie theatres were the utopia of the 80s.

It’s like when I went to see Avatar.

If you want to know about my life, just watch Dèmoni.

I don’t have to write my autobiography anymore.

If I could have grown a vagina, it would have been right there.

We loved flames in the 80s. Then, in the 90s, we got into water.

She is a nightmare of femininity.

RATING: 3½ laminated posters of a red Ferrari