
*“I remember moments of it. And I can feel in my body, that it was really bad, but then sometimes I don’t think about it, which is weird. And I feel guilty when I don’t think about it.”* > I can’t compose my thoughts on this eloquently; I only know what I’ve experienced. I believe it’s incredibly difficult to not let moments like this define you as a person. I’ve never considered myself a *victim* or a *survivor*. I just made a few mistakes. I think most films portray victims as *innocent* and “*perfect*”. This film doesn’t. It explores the psychological terror inflicted by an event like this without being graphic. You feel for Agnes, because she’s not a *perfect victim*. She’s relatable. She’s me. She’s my mother. She’s so many women. **This** is the most impactful, most important piece of media of the 21st century.

fave movie at 10; fave movie now

was maybe about 5 minutes into the movie when I realized Josh HAD to go

justice for my name twin