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There are so many things to appreciate about The Big Chill, which I’m watching tonight on Julie’s recommendation. The cast is impeccable, the soundtrack is untouchable, and the carefree substance abuse is enlightened. I’m really impressed by the gravity of the story despite its effortless attitude, and the status of Larry Kasdan as a cinematic master has never been more deserved.

Swept back blond hair, fixing a weathered Targa in a corduroy blazer and aviator shades, only to unwind in the embrace of narcotics?! I basically want to be William Hurt.