2020 Update from Preston: Hey, Matings. It’s been over a month since we last checked in — our sincerest apologies. This year has been stressful and busy for everyone, and it’s only succeeded in making my life even more complicated than it was. Due to personal responsibilities, I had to take a step back from blogging for a while. (I’m also happy to announce that during my time away from Instagram, I found time to complete the first draft of a book I’m writing!) While I hope to stay consistent going forward (and over the holidays), I am taking things one day at a time. For that reason, I am utilizing this post as sort of a “catch up” since my last review. In between school, church, and work, I’ve been enjoying Dan and Eugene Levy’s acclaimed comedy series “Schitt’s Creek.” Until recently, I scarcely knew about the show’s existence, an admission that is as depressing as it is surprising. Where have the Levy’s been all my life?! I knew Eugene Levy from Cheaper by the Dozen 2, but his career (and that of his son) has been a relatively unknown world to me. Luckily, on one fateful night in September, I opened up my laptop, started up IMDbTV, began to browse content in search of a movie or tv show that would catch my attention. Truly, I don’t believe I have laughed that hard during a pilot episode since the premier of New Girl. Highly recommend it for those looking for their next comedy series obsession — it’s easily become one of my favorite tv series. As I’ve made my way through lists of fall movies, I came across M. Night Shyamalon’s The Village, which had never piqued my interest before. It is perhaps one of the most underrated thrillers — nay, movies — ever created. Everything, from the score to the photography to the acting to the direction, is all expertly woven together, making for a beautiful and haunting work of art. Outside of film, I’ve been reading Stephen Chbosky’s newest novel, Imaginary Friend, which marks his first return to literary form since The Perks of Being a Wallflower (1999). Also, This Is Us returned last night in splendid fashion, giving us a personal, inside look at the Pearson’s experiences over this past year. Conclusion.