Finding revelation at the bottom of a bottle, in the excretions of a capitalist totem, at the end of a telephone line with God.
I’ve not seen a film juggle disparate elements this well in a while. It’s not really a horror as the genre tag would attest, more of a corporate drama that uses systematic corruption as a gateway into the supernatural. Worker exploitation, female agency, patriarchal constraints, it’s all here and given just attention. Trust Hodges to explore the way institutions can cause fault-lines in our reality, it’s just the ephemeral pushing through from the other side this time.
Rosanna Arquette is superb as the femme supernaturale, bolstered by a cast of equally gung-ho performances and the whole thing is shot consistently well. I just wish it had more pace, more dynamic direction, more mysticism. Maybe it’s an inherent clamouring for more horror and less drama.
Scope to go up on a rewatch. Good stuff.
Finding revelation at the bottom of a bottle, in the excretions of a capitalist totem, at the end of a telephone line with God.
I’ve not seen a film juggle disparate elements this well in a while. It’s not really a horror as the genre tag would attest, more of a corporate drama that uses systematic corruption as a gateway into the supernatural. Worker exploitation, female agency, patriarchal constraints, it’s all here and given just attention. Trust Hodges to explore the way institutions can cause fault-lines in our reality, it’s just the ephemeral pushing through from the other side this time.
Rosanna Arquette is superb as the femme supernaturale, bolstered by a cast of equally gung-ho performances and the whole thing is shot consistently well. I just wish it had more pace, more dynamic direction, more mysticism. Maybe it’s an inherent clamouring for more horror and less drama.
Scope to go up on a rewatch. Good stuff.