You ever see a movie that seems to be missing something? A thin line of invisible subtext that threads through what is otherwise an alright film, but is never acknowledged and explored? And when it doesn't pay off by the end, you realize that without that textual layer, the movie is pretty trash? And as taboo as it is to think it, you wonder if the director actually understood what their own work was about?
Or, in other words, Maud…