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From the opening scream of liberation to the fuzzy theme park ending is able to contrast perfectly the exaggeration of performance and the melodrama involved with the claustrophobic digital framing. A movie of its era that explains its era. It stands with Sophia Takal, Ry Russo-Young, Amy Seimetz etc as example of a new way of thinking about independent American cinema made by women. The mirror held up might annoy but it’s clearer than most https://boringculture.substack.com/p/weekly-roundup-5

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Relentlessly visually unappealing in a way that actually mirrors the confrontational, antagonistic emotional tone of the film, in many ways as much a precursor to Alex Ross Perry's scathing indictments of generational solipsism and selfishness as it is a worthy companion piece to the nearly unbearable cringe-fest that is Frownland. Although even at his most misanthropic Perry might hesitate to create a character as singularly difficult, grating, and overbearing as Bronstein's Rachel.