Manages to be quite original, with touches of evocative Cat People-style horror throughout. Also manages to sustain the suspense, despite the fact that the title character is more or less a mannequin for the whole time period (quite a feat). Oh yeah, and actually has nothing at all to do with feminism (thank God). Anyway, Tarantino was right: this one was very cool indeed!

An entertaining, tentatively pro-feminist/female empowerment film about a young single woman wresting control of her life from the eponymous Patrick. Patrick is the quintessential emotionally abusive husband; he's a jealous, impotent momma's boy who demands round-the-clock care and attention without reciprocation. He exercises control without ever raising a finger. Hell, he even spits on his female caretakers to further degrade them. His comeuppance was immensely satisfying. Worth seeing.