It’s Friday. Let’s Dance!

This weekend I’ll be finishing a manuscript evaluation for a client and doing taxes. Maybe doing taxes. The taxes thing is, well not optional exactly, but procrastinatable.

Anyways, below is a what’s new on Netflix right now. Have you seen any of them? Are they good?

I’ve seen Blue Jasmine, and really liked it, but I can’t stomach Woody Allen these days. If you want to check it out though, I recommend it. I just love Sally Hawkins, too.

Doubt features an terrific cast. It’s also a chance to see the late, great Phillip Seymour Hoffman doing some amazing work.

Available March 6

Secret City: Under the Eagle: Season 2– Netflix Original

Available March 7

The Order– Netflix Original

Available March 8

After Life– Netflix Original
Bangkok Love Stories: Hey You!– Netflix Original
Bangkok Love Stories: Innocence– Netflix Original
Blue Jasmine
Formula 1: Drive to Survive– Netflix Original
Hunter X Hunter (2011): Seasons 1-3
Immortals– Netflix Original
Juanita– Netflix Film
Lady J (FR)– Netflix Film
Shadow– Netflix Original
Spy Kids 2: The Island of Lost Dreams
The Jane Austen Book Club
Walk. Ride. Rodeo.– Netflix Film

About taoreader

Writer and Editor. Pianist and singer. Feminist and proponent of Jean-Claude Van Damme movies. I don't get it either. I wish I could have dinner with Marie Curie.
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1 Response to It’s Friday. Let’s Dance!

  1. hotspur says:

    Doubt and Blue Jasmine are both great. I think about them a lot, so I’ll rewatch em for sure. Thanks for this alert!

    I’m not sure I understand the Woody Allen hate… If you’ve never read it, the Moses Farrow essay might be worth a look, for your recalibrating purposes.

    Last night I started Russian Doll. I was pretty psyched because it is shot in my NYC neighborhood (meaning the hood I live in when I go back, and the hood I used to spend a lot of my 1990s time in). The bar where she meets her drug dealer is on my corner, and that is legit also the bar that my parents hung out at when they were in the same hood in the late ’60s.

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