Tony Scott has been one of the film critics for the New York Times for a bunch of years maybe close to two decades. He went back and reexamined his review of it and felt that he could have hated it even more was love. When I read Tony Scott writing that about his review of love actually I felt some pride I thought I didn't let myself get bullied by Angela into thinking that it's an amazing wonderful feel good movie, which is exactly what I did.
Is pride an emotion? Where’s the line between self-esteem and hubris? And what does Stephen have against peacocks?
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