As per usual, the first day I arrive in any country outside China, I go see an American movie.
I finally had a chance to see La La Land. To be honest, I feel guilty I didn’t love it as much as everyone else seems to because the film seemed genetically engineered for me, specifically. I enjoyed it (despite the jazz) and even found a few moments sublime, but overall think that it would have been better if there had been no singing at all.
Or maybe the whole thing struck a nerve because this is the L.A. of my youth — with all its good and bad — to which I’ll soon be returning.