Me, lying: You sure can see Jeanne Dielman’s fingerprints all over modern cinema: from AmbuLAnce to Zoolander 2.
You remember that thing that happened to you as a child? That thing where you stare deeply into your pitch black closet, terrified of what you can’t quite make out; even more terrified to look away for fear of whatever you can’t see getting you; and then, again, even more terrified that if you did see what was staring back at you, even by the flicker of a nightlight, you’d already be gotten. That’s this movie.
So deeply unsettling in…