After Hours

What a fascinating oxymoron of a movie. On one hand, its raw insanity is uncomfortably tense and unpredictable the whole way through. On the other, it’s weirdly chill and nostalgic? I’d go so far as to say this movie is kinda cozy? But like it shouldn’t be? A powerhouse of tone, performance, direction, and keeping the audience guessing from credits to credits. I’ll absolutely be watching this more often. The most difficult easy-watch ever made.