A technicolor trip that is as plastic as the tiny town model bookending the whole thing, Holland explores the terror of monotony, the thrill of secrecy, and the horrifying reality that can exist just beneath a veneer of perfection.
Holland is definitely a slow burn. It trickled out slowly until the very end, when it finally exploded in a brilliant, loud mess of bright lights and thick blood. I was admittedly not that impressed at the beginning, however, it served…