Natasha: best thing in the movie
My friends, they love Natasha. I can see why. She radiates in this movie.
She kept me watching this movie.
Radiant, like a foreign sunset you see for the first time, but even when the sun cannot be seen, it is, even in the dark.
What a beauty.
The movie, eh. Pinter wrote. Wrote. The script. The words. The words that come out of people’s mouths. All sound like. The sound. Very. Very Halting. And flowing from out of nowhere. They sound like one person. A person. Named Harold. Harold. Harold Pinter.
Walken’s accent is all over the place. Brooklyn. Walkenville. London. Chicago.
Natasha. What a beauty. The best reason to watch this movie.