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.