I’ve been seeing adverts for this Netflix original film all over Instagram for the past few days and I’ve been completely drawn in. There was so much about this that I figured I would enjoy that I just couldn’t wait to see it. Jason Sudeikis: yes. Ed Harris: hells yes. Elizabeth Olsen: oh yeah. Basically a version of Nebraska that’s filled with hispters instead of country folk: tick… I guess. I mean, yeah, there was no way it was ever going to be as good as the sensational 2013 film by Alexander Payne and there was a good chance it would end up being annoying hispter bullshit. But… it looked really good. I mean I’m probably just one fedora away from being a hipster anyway. Although, I’d probably need to start having actual feelings about avocado. I’m not entirely sure that ambivalence is an option. At the very least, I am getting annoyingly keen on taking photos at the moment. My non-book related Instagram is full of my attempts to get arty. I kind of hate myself but also really enjoy it. It’s a very strange sensation.
