The meta conceit probably pads out the film a little too much, particularly toward the end, but this is a deeply affecting, beautifully acted movie. Saoirse Ronan is great but ultimately in terms of performance she’s overshadowed by Florence Pugh and even Laura Dern. Sensitive, overflowing dialogue is almost Altman-esque, and each scene is framed with warmth and beauty. A masterful and loving adaptation.

Utterly destructive in a way I’ve only seen from harsh noise music. It seems to reappropriate and dissect the tropes of movie violence and trauma until the film itself is splitting at the seams. Befuddling, but deeply affecting.