Steph:
Here’s another film about dead women driving a dude’s plot forward and how murder is such a turn on and something about art and snakes and mythology, which feels like it’s in there as some kind of pretentious performativity, and I would’ve laughed out loud through the whole thing if the film ever managed to land on a tone. ⏰
Josh:
This starts out so slick and cold and giallo-esque that my heart started racing. And “act one” is more than serviceable suspense, with Sarah Lind’s sharp performance helping to create a character we’re eager to see be okay, but then it gets all psychotronic in “act two,” and loses a lot of interest, both visually, as it discards the cool grace of the first act, and narratively, as it focuses on the mental state and fate of a character I couldn’t care less about. ⏰⏰
The Bare Minimum 