Last night I watched A Fistful of Dollars (1964) for the first time. I never used to be into westerns—maybe with one or two exceptions I saw as a kid, though I can’t remember their names. (One of them was a funny one where a guy drank onion juice and somehow became sharper and stronger—anyone remember that?) But lately, westerns are growing on me. I really dig the accents, the way they speak, and their outfits. That said, A Fistful of Dollars was an enjoyable watch. It had its flaws—some moments didn’t quite suspend disbelief—but overall, it was solid. Even rewatchable. I’d give it a 7 outta 10. Looking forward to diving into the rest of the trilogy: For a Few Dollars More and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.

Reading Alice in Wonderland as an adult for the first time. This book is as trippy as fuck! Lewis Carroll either had a genius mind for dream logic… or picked the “wrong” mushroom on a hike.

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