‘Let’s do Barbenheimer!’ I suggest, artfully repositioning myself as a zeitgeist surfing funster who knows how to enjoy himself. She’s so cute when she’s learning things, yet also has the potential to ignite the atmosphere if underestimated. I secure the tickets whilst Mrs. W. gets us both dustbin-sized containers of Diet Coke. The plotting is tortuously complex, with timelines overlapping so frequently that it’s an effort to piece together what is happening when. DenouementBack home, Mrs. W. has to suffer the verbal consequences of my brain being exposed to too many narratives.

Source: Daily Nation August 06, 2023 18:32 UTC