WE LIVE IN TIME & On Junk Food

The full court press on Andrew Garfield and Florence Pugh’s WE LIVE IN TIME worked. I entered an AMC on Friday with too buttery popcorn, a ginger ale lemonade with enough fluid ounces to fill six bladders, and my friend/cultural event +1 Nora.

“I feel like I’m gonna cry like this is a cancer movie,” I said before the show.

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I took a beat.

“Wait, this is a cancer movie, isn...