Possession

“i can’t exist by myself because i’m afraid of myself, because i’m the maker of my own evil.” i love films that go all in, the overstated and the baroque, and possession takes it even further. it’s not just gothic, it flaunts itself in violent anarchy even when it knows it’s not being “important.” it’s a film in constant collapse, overflowing with emotion and expression until it’s about to split at the seams. it feels so personal that it digs straight into your soul and somehow comes out speaking to something we all feel.