Eva Zee’s review published on Letterboxd:
the history of brute power is plastered to the very walls, newspapers lining a moldering catacomb which is equally a shrine to the parasitic, quasi-sexual jouissance and vitality the demonic bourgeois of hollywood (in alliance with the military-industrial complex) derives from the pain and death of the poor. grimy, staged, and theatrical: this is a performance, through and through, although the irony of one of hooper's more workmanlike (if certainly not journeyman) efforts being named after its macabre, gothic perversion of an ordinary object is charming. construction workers, tenants, repairmen, those with kindness and empathy are fed into the rancid gullet of this monster, and from their blood it lives forever. double feature w/ Mulholland Drive?