Every now and then a movie comes along that we feel compelled to see. Not because we need to fill that gaping whole in our hearts (we have scotch and steak for that), but because we need to stay culturally relevant in discussions. Imagine subbing yourself out of a conversation with the belle of the ball or the handsome gentlemen, “Oh no, I didn’t see that…” And then the awkward icy air wafts up and slaps you in the face only the way Harvey Keitel in a suit could. Continue reading “Date Night: The Great Gatsby”
Date Night: The Great Gatsby
