doomsday_disco Report post Posted March 12 Honey Dust, Patchouli, and Orris Absolute. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ghoulnextdoor Report post Posted April 19 Barry Keoghan, post-Saltburn grave-humping scene, Emerald Fennell’s most deranged gift to cinema. A cheeky sprinkle of improv sweetness, speckled and spattered across freshly turned earth, loamy and dark, coffee grounds worked into the burial mound. Somewhere, twenty miles away, a pale iris sits in a funeral bouquet on a windowsill. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
