Jesus FUCKING Christ. Feel like I'm about to have a panic attack. Maybe I shouldn't have watched this?
The pure insanity, and anxiety, coming from the inevitably of total annihilation, and the pure ecstasy and reason to live, that comes from love. AKA, the two topics typically occupying my brain.
Belongs brilliantly in the sub-genre of real-time night flicks, where tensions continuously mount. I found myself early on questioning how they'd sustain this idea, and boy did they show me.
Sure it's pretty 80s, and has some not perfect elements, but I randomly burst into tears three times, and you cannot pretend that isn't powerful film-making. Plus shit really does go absolutely bonkers at a point and it's pulled off…