Then finish it… ’Cause I’m with you till the end of the line.
Johansson was so determined to avoid looking like a movie star pretending to be a zookeeper running on empty and fueled only by her devotion to her motley assortment of big cats, zebras, and kangaroos that she refused to wear makeup for the film. A big deal for a female movie star, but it works, helping to anchor her performance in the details of actual manual labor—shoveling shit, feeding slabs of red meat to the lion and tigers—that we don’t see much of in American movies. (x)
a void in my chest was beginning to fill with anger. quiet, defeated anger that guaranteed me the right to my hurt, that believed no one could possibly understand that hurt.