Paper Towns feels a lot like a John Hughes movie.
Not exact matches
Rochester
Town Supervisor Carl Chipman might have had similar
feelings after reading of his demise — swiftly corrected — in the Middletown
paper last week.
There's a moment in the third act of
Paper Towns where I
felt like looking away, rolling up into a tight ball, putting my head to my knees and just rocking back and forth until the pain of the truth went away.
But the isolation of a small
town can get a little too much; there are probably more people in one high - rise Brooklyn apartment building than here, and making all this work without anyone seeing it can
feel like singing into a
paper bag.