There is something so damned satisfying about inserting a floppy disk, that the younger generation will never know. It’s like the sound of the needle dropping onto the initial smooth surface of the vinyl record, but even more satisfying because the computer turns into a field machine for a second with all of it’s “KA-CHUNK WHRRRRRR THUNKA THUNKA THUNKA DICT DIT DIT” noises
It’s because Collin Farrell is a terrible actor that for some reason keeps getting big parts. He’s never been in anything good. In Bruge is OK despite him, and because of excellent performances from everyone else.