Night. Somewhere in desolate wastes of the internet. Anwen and Letterboxd stand on either side of the river of internet movie reviews. Between them the flaming wreck of Letterboxd’s review of the Mummy slowly sinks.
Anwen, “Hey Letterboxd! Looks like I’ve got the all the opinions!” Letterboxd, “Hey Anwen! Looks like we’re going to call you’re bluff!”
Me, threatening to throw Letterboxd over the edge of a boat: Well, if it ain’t my little buddy Letterboxd. I think I’ll send an email.