pastel pinks fade to grey, the quiet pushed down misery of resigned women, defeated, loud men. men who hurt women women who hurt each other. quite a strange film really, sordid, beige, leaves U feeling queasy n uneasy. a world so void of compassion so cold cold cold.
all jeannie does is look up and then away sad eyes. and carry on. do what ur told, well, what else...

hypnotic fuzzy mind melter. horror movey; forgot it was a pink film sometimes. blade glistening on eyeball. turbo voyeurism. whos watching who.
haze stillness everything glows.. blood relieves
will probably write properly about this one someday

the characters are all so stupid and as a complete dumbass myself, i felt really represented by this movie

so nowhere still rules. perfectly cheesy dialogue with teen movie stereotypes that are blown up larger than life and dressed in neon and thrown into space - typical gregg araki bizarreness. i (still) love that shit, and it doesnt take away from all the heartbreaking stuff thats mixed in either.
i love this article... it kinda sums up a lot of my own thoughts on the movie too ❤︎