This movie was just as great, if not better than I expected. I wanted to see it really badly when it was in theaters but somehow it slipped through my fingers. On the surface it just looks like a scary movie about the catacombs of Paris but, almost as soon as it starts it takes a turn elsewhere.
Honestly, Fangirls, I hope all of the workers in comic shops that you go to are as lovely as the folks that we see in ours. They know us like the back of their hands. I bring this up because one of the gents who always knows what to recommend is the one who repeatedly suggested that I read Bandette, and I’m very glad that he did.
Hey readers! Since we went on a roadtrip this weekend, I had a lot of time to read. I decided it was a good idea to read one of Natalie’s old favoorites, French Milk by Lucy Knisley.