it's been a long time, we pretty much left you. but the TCP is here in august, at least for today, turning the clocks back to the year 1955 and switching our gps default location over to france with henri-georges clouzot's les diabolique (which is actually playing on IFC).
the netflix synopsis gives away the first hour of plot: a principal's wife and his mistress are best of buds, they also both hate the principal and murder him. i totally thought i was in the driver's seat. then along comes the last 20 minutes and i am left with my pants at my ankles, lips sputtering uncontrollably and with no one to hold. sh*t is so crazy that there's actually a disclaimer right before the credits urging you to not spoil the ending.
there's not much else to talk about here. i'm just looking to move on with my life, really.
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