I'm just your everyday Autistic Artist.
"Come Play" review by an actually autistic person
WARNING! MILD SPOILERS AHEAD! I'm autistic and I absolutely love horror movies. Ever since my dad made the mistake of showing me Frankenstein at the age of eight, I've been obsessed with the genre. I don't have a favorite sub-genre, so I'm down for anything. Earlier this week, I showed my autistic friend (let's just call him Bud) a trailer for a horror movie called Come Play, and he asked if I was willing to drive forty minutes to his hometown to watch it. The last movie I saw in theatres was Birds of Prey back in February, so it was worth the forty minute drive just to sit in front of the big screen again.
Emily Is Typing
"Please pick up your phone." "I’m sorry. Grant just walked in." "Why didn’t you break up with him last night like you said you would?"