orlando’s review published on Letterboxd:
“I felt guilty about it.... I still feel guilty about it.”
Figured this film would be difficult to forget and yet, I was still not prepared for it. Cronenberg drops the audience off at the end of Riseborough’s journey. It’s an unexpected choice that reminded me of Luca Guadagnino’s currently-airing We Are Who We Are. You can tell she’s already lost so much of herself, and not just internally but externally. She appears very weathered & unconvincingly confident, which made the grisly kills that much more shocking. I kept going back to the her refusal to cleanly execute her targets; whether her rage was a product of her mysterious past, her hosts’ own psyches, or perhaps some unpent frustration at the questionable guidance of Leigh. For me, it wasn’t so much the violence that took me aback but rather the scene where Abbott wears Riseborough’s agonized face like a mask; that was particularly unsettling and more original than what I expected to see based on the poster (a typical face melt). Plus, the score was incredible.
All in all, I expected my first experience at a drive-in to be less shitty but this wasn’t playing anywhere else. I’m excited to rewatch because I definitely missed out on projection clarity and dialogue.