Hello folks, and welcome back to Wrong Every Time. This week saw me once again consumed by the seemingly impossible task of finding an affordable apartment, while generally attempting to come to peace with the vast, foreboding uncertainties that seem so unavoidable of late. Twitter being consumed by Musk, Crunchyroll being consumed by Sony, my house being consumed by fire; lately it’s seeming like everything I build is erected on a bedrock of sand, making it tough to feel like I’m actually moving forward. I suppose all I can really measure my time in is pride in the work I complete, and I’m certainly proud to still be maintaining my essay-per-week pledge in the midst of all this chaos. And in spite of still lacking stable lodging, my crew’s movie screenings have at last regained their prior regularity, offering a welcome jolt of stability in these difficult times. I’m hoping I’ll have positive housing news to report next week, but for now, let’s break down some fresh feature films!

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