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Happy-Go-Lucky

Sally Hawkins is clearly a goddess. Period.

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Happy-Go-Lucky

“𝘋𝘢𝘥, 𝘪𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳?” Unhappy adults. Lost children. Maturity is an illusion only real to those with silver and golden spoons that sit well in mouths that know nothing of pay and cost. Dead pan shots that isolate subjects to great comedic effect. Timing and framing subdue everything to its gentle yet obtuse mixture of humor and tragedy. “𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯-𝘶𝘱.” A coming of age story that reeks of adolescence, summer, and trying to make the big questions feel less big. Maybe we should move through the world with a little more charm, just like this. “𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳?”