Welcome to the Dollhouse
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Welcome to the Dollhouse

griggs79
Review by griggs79
01 Sep 2025
Bad
11th percentile
49
Adolescence is rarely pretty, and here it’s closer to a horror show. Welcome to the Dollhouse drops us into junior high hell through the eyes of Dawn Wiener, played with heartbreaking awkwardness by Heather Matarazzo. She nails every slouch, stare, and stammer, making Dawn’s humiliation feel both excruciating and real. It’s a pre-social media Eighth Grade of sorts, except the parents are just as clueless, petty, and self-absorbed as the kids.

Todd Solondz shoots it with a deadpan eye, finding bleak comedy in the everyday humiliations of being young and invisible. You can already sense the path he’d take later in Happiness—that fascination with the grotesque tucked inside the ordinary, the willingness to stare at ugliness without blinking. It’s often painful, sometimes funny, and occasionally both at once.

There are genius touches: moments of silence that give you space to breathe, then twists that make you laugh right in the face of misery. But as sharp as it is, the film feels more like a sketchbook than a finished canvas. Still, it struck a nerve on release, winning the Grand Jury Prize at Sundance in 1996. Welcome to the Dollhouse is brave and bitter, leaving a mark even when it pulls its punches.
Mini Review: Adolescence is rarely pretty, and here it’s a horror show. Welcome to the Dollhouse follows Dawn Wiener, played with heartbreaking awkwardness by Heather Matarazzo, nailing every slouch and stammer. A pre-social media Eighth Grade, except the parents are just as petty. Solondz shoots with deadpan bite, bleakly funny and painful at once. A sketchbook more than a canvas, but brave and bitter—no wonder it won Sundance’s Grand Jury Prize.