I’m officially a movie critique. Syke. I didn’t even try to fully play that joke out. But I seriously loved 42!!! Like I wish the 2 hour movie was longer. No sarcasm, bro. I just want to
stare at watch Chadwick Boseman’s Jackie-Robinson-muscles. I just have a thing for athletes, everyone should know this by know. Embarrassing shout out, whattttup. So if you haven’t seen 42 yet, here is why you need to jump in your car, fasten your seat belt and zoom on to your nearest movie theaters…
Starting with the obvious. It makes you fall in New York all over again. Yet another reason to love this city. Oh, and this man on the left should have seriously considered being in PR.
You’ll find a spark in you that makes you want to change the world and no one will ever doubt the role a female plays in every man’s life. Do you feel the empowerment?
You’ll forever honor the number 42 and feel extra knowledgeable about baseball (especially when you can whip out baseball talk at a bar and sound super smart/a real man’s girl/ legit)
You’ll actually be nice to people for a good hour after the movie because it leaves that weird fuzzy feeling in your stomach. I actually helped someone at 11:55 pm walking home on a Friday night. While simultaneously clutching my pepper spray for my dear life. Yup. Mama aint raised no fool.
You’ll get to see this hunk all movie long and briefly without a shirt. And trust me, he progressively gets better looking by the end of the movie. Charming lil devil.
And finally, for your PR gals, you’ll realize the role of the media hasn’t really changed much since 18-something (outside of the fair rights thing).
Double hashtag to the weekend,