I Watched the Melania Doc so You Don't Have to
WARNING: All Spoilers
This past week, I ventured to Main Street, Ventura, on a dark, eerily quiet Monday evening to watch the new documentary about Melania. “Why am I here?” I kept muttering to myself under my breath as I purchased tickets to a different film, so as not to signal any willing formal endorsement of the movie.
As I sat down with a fellow filmmaker, we looked around out of curiosity to see who the other four people in the room were. The two to the right of us seemed possibly too infirm to know what they bought tickets for, and the other two behind us were snickering a bit, so I assumed they were also here to watch a $40 Million trainwreck leave the station.
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