Oldboy was fucked, man. well, i say that, but i watched the whole thing. with my jaw hanging and eyebrow raised, i watched the whole fucking thing in silent horror. every time i tried to turn it off something would grab my attention again, i didn't know what the fuck was going on anyway so i just grabbed the tail-end of the ride and hoped for the best. like trying to unravel a riddle written in code by a sky-high-opium-crack-whore-den Sherlock Holmes and you're the special retarded version of Watson here to solve the mystery. it probably didn't help that i was drunk as a skunk at the time but that's probably somebody else'ssss fault too.
but yeah i watched it again, understood a little better, and liked it. although my expression throughout remained the same as the first time i watched it. i can't help it. i'm still doing it now, come to think of it. but sweet jesus THE OCTOPUS, MAN
THE FUCKIN OCTI
NOM NOMF
NOT GOOD
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