WE LIVE IN TIME & On Junk Food
THE LOG: Andrew Garfield & Florence Pugh contrast the ambition of haute cuisine with the everyday pleasure of gas station treats.
The full court press on Andrew Garfield and Florence Pugh’s WE LIVE IN TIME worked. I entered an AMC on Friday with too buttery popcorn, a ginger ale lemonade with enough fluid ounces to fill six bladders, and my friend/cultural event +1 Nora.
“I feel like I’m gonna cry like this is a cancer movie,” I said before the show.
I took a beat.
“Wait, this is a cancer movie, isn’t it.”
Nora nodded.
Andrew Garfield has infiltrated the moment and broken hearts to promote this movie. In a Sesame Street segment, he and Elmo talk, what else, grieving a dead family member. (Garfield’s mom passed away of pancreatic cancer in 2019.) He’s reading a “Modern Love” essay about getting older. In the viral “Chicken Shop Date” video, he amps up his romantic Peter Parker charm as someone who thinks deeply, questions inauthentic confines, and laughs along the way.
His new film—which …
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