So last night I was poking around on Netflix and decided to watch the new Lady Gaga documentary. It was fine, I watched the whole thing, but like...not really my style of filmmaking, and also not a subject I'm super interested in, so I was feeling a little unsatisfied afterwards. What did I do? Oh, just watched Moana. I cried. I was up until 3:30 AM. It was wonderful.
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