"Long shot of the universe. There is no one behind the camera."
Top 4 subject to sudden and arbitrary change.
This is like, the most Lifetime channel treatment imaginable of a pretty good neo-noir premise from the school of Significant Pauses, Troubled Staring Into the Middle Distance, and Serious Half-Whispered Conversations In Unplaceable Southern Accents.
All that mystery for The Neon-er Demon-er/Sabrina the Teenage Love Witch. Thomasin McKenzie and Anya Taylor-Joy make compelling deuteragonists, but the movie's free-association 60s-fetishist crime fantasy narrative, bogged down with inspid gestures at bottom-shelf horror filmmaking, works against them at every turn.