By the time the credits rolled on 1917, I was very ready to get out of the seat.

When folks ask how the film was, I just string together words: Intense. Relentless. Uncomfortable. Horrific. And also? A marvel of movie making. Totally riveting. Also muddy.

Unrelated: An unexpected night playing  Wingspan—a beautiful board game that only made sense after playing through. Par for the course with me.