Summer in February
I’m writing like crazy today so I can reward myself with this tonight.
Edited to Add:
This will destroy you—in the best of all possible ways. And that stunning score—which I listened to all afternoon to the point that I feared I might have ruined the film viewing—well, not a problem. It was so seamlessly woven into the fabric of the story that it merely swept me along with the drama, with an underlying mental note that I would return to crank up the volume and revel in it later.