i'm gonna come out and say it, the scene where they lash themselves in the same room separated only by dove white nun laundry was really hot.

This is my gender.

Bette Davis...*chef's kiss*

Still Now

Raw, poetic, as relevant as ever, go watch it if you can.

"She looks at the void." - "Yes, but well. She looks at the void well."

Limbo. Intimate strangers, alienated knowledge, violent absence. Eternity. Arborescence. Timelessness. Merging, blurred boundaries of hazily circumscribed subjects. Languid terror.

Why does the wife act like a little child, aggravating.

A socio-political roovie with a nun as its central character? Dare I say my jam?

Virtuoso in style and dense in symbolism this multi layered poetic and political journey draws one in deeply and surprises at every turn with fresh and bold aesthetic choices.

The real horror is male entitlement to womens bodies and minds.

Painful time of empty eyes, filing away rasping time on skin, empty time in lonely corridors and halls, time played away in gambling hell. The TV-Set and elusive animals and insects are the true protagonists.

People really are only into lesbian lovestories when they're directed by a man huh