SUICIDES

We received reports of her erotic adventures from the most unlikely sources, kids from working-class neighborhoods with feathered haircuts who swore they’d gone to the roof themselves with Lux, and though we quizzed them, trying to find inconsistencies in their stories, we never succeeded. They said it was always too dark inside the house to see, the only thing alive Lux’s hand, urgent and bored at once, tugging them forward by their belt buckles.

Eugenides/Suicides

This is a film about a hidden, dark desire to return to the half-light of a past that never really existed in actuality – and for that its nostalgia is insidious and troubling and desperate.  For in place of the fleshy, adolescent female body and its effluence, the film offers up (and deliberately so) hollow archetypes and ghosts.

Backman/Coppola

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