Dragonfly

Yk when a film in its last half hour, like a flame that is at full force and is about to extinguish any second, when the film throws everything at you the change of narrative style an end to something you've been absorbed in for over an hour. Completely throws you off and smacks you in the face. From a wholesome, odd slice of life to a tense gruesome ending. With tension that isn't obvious but the you can feel it underneath you waiting, boiling. This film isn't perfect but theres something about it that makes me think it is. Maybe im biased but this fucking rocks.