A short list of things I could have done instead of watching The Brutalist three times
Six Hundred and Forty Five Minutes of my Life
Learned what Brutalist architecture actually is.
Watched Anora 4.64 times.
Listened to The Brutalist score 7.86 times (BAH-NA-NAAAAA-NA).
Driven from my home in Los Angeles to San Franciso, had lunch, and then turned around and driven back home.
Gone for a walk of approximately 37.625 miles.
Slept for so long that I woke up mad about how much I slept.
Drawn all the pictures by hand the movie got in trouble for using AI to make.
1.5 days of good, old fashioned, American work (just between us, I prefer the movie.)
Flown to the east coast, driven to central Pennsylvania, and spent several hours visiting my family (no comment on preference.)
Completed the Minnesota New Security Guard Training program (for fun?)
Completed California’s 12-hour course for first-time “wet-reckless” DUI offenders.
Finally stop laughing after hearing the phrase “wet-reckless” for the first time.
Ask every living family member every single question I could possibly think of in an attempt to know where I come from.
Made this a longer list of things I could have done with the time I spent watching The Brutalist three times. But that would create a paradox now, wouldn’t it?