James Taylor

I have never been so impressed by a movie in my life. Every character was absolutely perfect and the depth of the story brought me to my knees. When the fat park ranger died I sprayed milk out my nose and shipooned in my pants, I have never been so amused, and I was deeply impacted by the cinematic beauty that I had just witnessed. Every part of this movie was crafted with such love, such perfection, that it would be wrong to call it a film. It’s a work of art, and if you have anything bad to say about this movie you deserve a worse death than the park ranger. The only thing that would make this movie better is a bump.