Viscerally unnerving, and an interesting merger of almost supernatural dread and very real fears.
Growing up in a Mexican-American household in the early to mid nineties, Selena Quintanilla was a familiar name. Before I remember learning about Madonna or Elvis, I remember sitting in my grandma's car, listening to "Bidi Bidi Bom Bom" and singing along. So, naturally, this movie was kind of a staple of my childhood. Although it had been years since I last saw it, I felt like it was only fitting to revisit Selena on the 19th anniversary of her…