The eponymous "secret mall apartment" is equal parts artwork, spiteful protest, and simple clubhouse that confronts you with questions like: what is a home, exactly? What does it mean to reclaim space from a commercial behemoth back in the early 2000s, especially before 2008 where a better economy and more free time and relatively stronger wages for artists and academics it feels like this sort of activity was more possible? What is the legacy of something like this in the…

Oh, oh, oh my fucking god.

Let's talk about Martine Beswick. Let's talk about the first transformation sequence, in which Dr. Jekyll swallows his brilliant new hormone cocktail and is suddenly, swiftly, and totally transformed into the female persona of Sister Hyde. Her self-realization is gradual and you can trace every inch of it on her face as it appears; Beswick's performance is loaded with the smallest of smallest physiognomic tics. Everything about her is carried so carefully and deliberately,…