It’s like British, like Teenage (but British. And that reminds me of Never miss a beat and Kubrick (although he’s American), and Blow Up, and a nice breakfast once…). But not quite. When do we actually grow up? Or do we? Or is growing up forgetting your dreams? Putting them somewhere in a dusty closet under a pile of worn out dirty clothes…
Or may be this movie has nothing to do with that.
I’d like to see it anyway. It’s like.. British.
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