Oldboy

Oldboy is an amazing movie. It's purely astounding, really. But at the moment, I hate it. I can't stand the thought of it, but yet I still love it.

What is the reason for this love/hate feeling I have for a movie?

A 2100 word essay on its existential themes. Although I believe it is the perfect existential movie, I just don't feel like writing that much! Though, to be honest, I'm 912 words into it. So I'm almost halfway done. I just have to keep pulling themes out of my behind.

Oh, and then I have to rewrite it because currently it sucks.