The Fire Within Werner Herzog has a more well known volcano documentary but this one is better.
He uses footage filmed by a couple who died in a pyroclastic flow (imagine Herzog saying that!) in Japan. Essentially it’s Herzog watching them watching volcanoes.
Black canned olives are a totally different beast to eg small green tart ones. I struggle to eat cold green olives by themselves sometimes. Black canned olives are salty beauts with the best texture of all time and I could eat fistfuls of them any time of day or night please
Fucking arseholes. It has been my imaginary home since it started and now I have to use fucking mastodon and bluesky fucking dicks.
On the plus side, Lemmy has been getting really good recently
Not in the same league as most of the other responses but I cannot watch About a Boy. Yes the Hugh Grant film written by Richard Curtis. I’m not a big crier but that film is like a giant TEARS ON! Button for me.
I tried to watch it again last year as it’s one of my Wife’s faves and it was on already. I was in floods even before I’d sat down.
Something to do with the boy, his situation and the fact his only friends are adults kind of resonates with my childhood.
It’s a symbolic pro-rape gesture in my eyes