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Lindsay Pugh

Lover of shitty romcoms, the Coney Island duck machine, and emotionally manipulative cats. You can find more of my writing at Seventh Row.

Film ⸱ Lindsay Pugh

'Sound of Falling' (2025) is a reminder that life sucks, then you die

Quick summary: Told non-linearly, Mascha Schilinski's second feature, "Sound of Falling," observes the occupants of a farmhouse in Germany's Altmark region during four different time periods: pre-WWI, the end of WWII, the 1980s, and present day. While some characters appear in multiple timelines, the
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Friday Night Dinner ⸱ Lindsay Pugh

Friday Night Dinner, 2.6.26

The vibe is obviously rotten, but let's momentarily pretend it's not for the sake of our collective sanity. As a kid, I spent most of my time envisioning various alternate lives and intriguing scenarios. For example, after watching "Amélie" (2001), I desperately wished to
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Friday Night Dinner ⸱ Lindsay Pugh

Friday Night Dinner, 1.23.26

You may have noticed there was no Friday Night Dinner last week and that's because I've switched the cadence to every other week. Short tangent: if you want to demonstrate how dumb the English language is to someone, just remind them that "biweekly" can
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Friday Night Dinner ⸱ Lindsay Pugh

Friday Night Dinner, 1.9.26

Happy New Year! Wasn't it fun to wake up to the news of Trump's Venezuelan coup on the third day of 2026? I'm not going to dwell on that, though. I'm writing this on January 5th, coincidentally my wedding anniversary, so who
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Friday Night Dinner, 12.19.25

Depending on how things shake out, this could be the last FND of 2025. In 2026, I might adjust the cadence to every other week so I have more time to work on other projects. I want to finish writing about "My Brilliant Friend," which I stopped after
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Friday Night Dinner, 12.12.25

I'm writing this early because I'm hiking in the Catskills on Friday, which involves waking up at the asscrack of dawn and spending a full, glorious day outside without my stupid phone. By the time you read this, I'll hopefully be eating a giant
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Friday Night Dinner, 12.5.25

Sorry for disappearing last week, but I had nothing interesting to say and no time to say it. I work in ecommerce, so the weeks of Black Friday and Cyber Monday are always busy, especially now that many retailers run sales for almost two months straight. My husband and I
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Friday Night Dinner, 11.21.25

My foster cat is still kitten-less and getting bolder by the day. She has made some truly insane leaps for a gal holding 70% of her body weight in her lower half. I'm including a photo because I can't help myself, but it is unauthorized and
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Friday Night Dinner, 11.14.25

The cat lord giveth and the cat lord taketh away. I was sad when we had to return the kittens unexpectedly last week, but we now have a pregnant cat who could give birth any day. My husband wants to call her Virginia Slim because she is maybe the lankiest
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Friday Night Dinner, 11.7.25

For me personally, this week kind of sucked: my foster kittens left earlier than anticipated, one of my cats has an eye injury that requires a cone/cost a usurious amount of money, I had a UTI for the first time since college, and my Louisville travel plans were canceled
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Friday Night Dinner, 10.31.25 🎃

Happy Halloween! The older I get, the more I struggle to give this holiday the zazz it deserves. I remember being in third grade and walking into class the morning after Ms. Froelich had decorated. Everything was spooky and surreal, ceilings adorned with orange and black crepe paper, hissing cats
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Friday Night Dinner, 10.24.25, "Gilmore Girls" Edition

Picture it: a crisp night in a quaint, New England small town. The twinkle lights are twinkling and everyone's wrapped up in leather, corduroy, and cozy knitwear. Luke's pouring coffee and slinging burgers even though, realistically, his establishment would have closed by 8 p.m. at
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