Beautifully shot, fuzzy, moody, horror-adjacent psychological drama with atmosphere to spare. The film is written as a trans allegory about two teen loners who become friends and bond over a Buffy-style TV show, but on the surface it’s also a pitch-perfect period piece about growing up in the late 90s, with some sprinkles of Twin Peaks and the supernatural. Features one of the best depictions in recent memory of becoming obsessed with a cultural object — in this case the TV show — and sharing that obsession with a friend.
Some mild peril throughout, mostly in the form of domestic abuse, general malaise and alienation towards an indifferent world, but it’s not exactly Welcome to the Dollhouse. Stylistically warm and hazy but emotionally somewhat aloof, but the detachment is more SSRI than stoner, if that makes sense. Comedy nerds will want to see it for Conner O’Malley, who has a tiny part (put him in more movies!).
This is the second entry in writer-director Jane Schoenbrun’s planned trilogy about screens, after We’re All Going to the World’s Fair (2021), which I haven’t seen. Dr. Runtime approved (100 mins).
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