Tina Kakadelis
YA Author


Burn Before Reading: A Carly Allen Story

"It is the Titular Role!"


It's been a while since we chatted about my New Year's film resolution and again, I know everyone is on pins and needles. So let's get into it, shall we? 2/24 - Mistress America

2/25 - Joan Didion: The Center Will Not Hold

2/26 - Clueless

2/27 - Frances Ha

2/28 - The Host

3/01 - Frances Ha

3/02 - Sweet Home Alabama

3/03 - Creed

3/04 - Frances Ha

3/05 - Game Night

3/06 - The Cured

3/07 - Lady Bird

You may have noticed that Frances Ha shows up a grand total of three times in six days and you may think that doesn't count to my movie a day quest, but I never said I couldn't re-watch movies. I don't know. Frances Ha just seems like the kind of movie I need at this moment in my life.

Lady Bird's there again because ya girl finally owns a copy of the DVD and what a pretty DVD it is. Shoutout to A24 for being responsible for the vast majority of my DVD collection. I watched it the day after I got it because it's very nice to be able to cry in the comfort of your own home as opposed to a theatre with strangers. Also, if you haven't read the screenplay, please look it up. I read the screenplay and then watched it and the way Greta describes everything is just such an absolute treat. I don't want to spoil it for you. I think you need to experience it for yourself.

Game Night was a movie that pleasantly shocked me. I went in with the lowest of low expectations and because I love Billy Magnussen. He plays the bimbo so beautifully well and his comedic timing is unstoppable. I also didn't realize I had a crush on Rachel McAdams, but like...wow. My only real issue with the movie was having Rachel McAdams be married to Jason Bateman and not to me. I just really hate large age differences like that. Also, Jesse Plemmons. What a performance. Why did I thoroughly enjoy this movie??

So basically all my life I've been pretty confident I'm gay. HOWEVER, Michael B. Jordan...like I get it. I understand straight girls and gay men now. Like I GET it. Michael B. Jordan could get it. Anyway, I watched Creed because I'm in love with both Tessa Thompson and Michael B. Jordan. I still don't really understand boxing and why they randomly embrace in the middle of boxing matches, but I enjoyed myself.

The Cured was basically just the poor man's iZombie. Which, by the way, please watch iZombie. They're doing real cool stuff over there and no one's watching it. Please don't let the zombie thing turn you away from giving it a chance. It'll fill the Veronica Mars-shaped hole in your heart, I promise. But was The Cured a metaphor for the potato famine?

Sweet Home Alabama. I'm sorry, Mom, I deeply love southern accents. I don't how I could disappoint the family name like this, but I'm sorry. I was born this way and I can't change. Please try to find it in your heart to accept me.

The Host was just rough, and I don't know if I can ever forgive Diane Kruger and Saoirse Ronan for putting me through this. (I've already forgiven them.)

I guess that's it for now. My mom thinks I should write more often, but that seriously cuts into my aimlessly strolling through Target time so I don't know if that'll happen. I hope someone gets a movie recommendation from one of these posts, or at least learns what movies to stay away from. As always, follow me on Letterboxd because that gets updated every day with the new movie.


The proof of my second book arrived the other day. Look how pretty it is!


The second book should available to you the first week or so of April. Get stoked.