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After belatedly starting Jack Ryan on Amazon (a mortal sin for the daughter of a Tom Clancy-worshipping mother), I finally understand the John Krasinski hype. It’s not just the bulkier body, though let’s thank Venus and Mars for their combined work there, but he has that “unassuming boy next door who shockingly breaks your headboard” vibe that gets me every time. Oh. And the show is pretty good, too.
Saw The Tragedy of Macbeth in the theater. Loved. First of all, it’s gorgeous; black and white and shot to play up lines, shapes, and deep shadows. The austerity of it — especially on the big screen — is just *chef’s kiss*. Really appealed to my Venus sextile Saturn aesthetic sensibilities. And Denzel gives peak Denzel. Watching Macbeth spiral into madness, you can tell he had so much fun chewing on all those monologues and soliloquies.