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Esha Knows Stuff

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REVIEW: Black Mirror's White Christmas forces the question, "How Do You Like Your Toast?"

When I was young, I used to have a phobia of snow. Weird, I know, but I have Jack Nicholson in The Shining to blame for that one. Yet, there's just something about white snow on Christmas. It's quite crimson nowadays if that doesn't bring you joy in any way and I ask myself, does that make me a hypocrite? LMAO.

I mean because I don't believe I've stopped thinking about Black Mirror in my life since it's consumed me. It's a tortured relationship I'm willing to grind though, and I have.

Because look, I'm here writing about a movie years after the making. But I don't care. Call me an obsessive because it's the truth.

I love technology, yet I crave innovative tech much more.

This British anthology oozed itself down onto my heartstrings in 2011 when the tv show launched onto Channel 4. Despite almost getting canceled indefinitely during the early stages, Netflix came through in 2014 like Deadpool. Meaning cool, fresh, and "oh thank God" you're not cheesy.