FUCKING IMMACULATE. so smart, tightly wound, and thoroughly unpredictable. i can’t count how many times i gasped and clutched at my chest in shock, and yet, every twist and turn is laden with meaning. it’s one of my favorite aspects of joon-ho’s films; the boldness that tinges them without any scene ever feeling inconsequential. shock-value unheard of, dialogue sharp as knives with the visuals to match. it’s literally perfect. nothing is going to top this for me in 2019 and i have absolutely no problem with that. bong joon-ho i owe you my life.