A discomfiting, unsettling movie about how dangerous we, and those around us, can be. Even when we don't at first glance appear to be so. This movie takes some patience. It's nice to look at (sometimes), and mostly contemplative, and is really more about the settling in of events into our psyches, perhaps our souls, then the exact events happening at the moment. At least I think so, as it explains why the titular character's memories are so fragmented and haphazardly presented (usually associatively, in reaction to something she's experiencing in the movie's present). Which is to say: this movie's real fucked up, in more ways than you might expect for a movie about runaways getting roped into dangerous, sexist, orgy-having murder cults. So... yeah.
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