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This is one of those VHS covers that’s haunted me. I’d pick it up every time I ed it in the video store knowing both that I couldn’t rent it because I was too young and that I was definitely scared to.
I can’t decide if it all totally hangs together for me, but as a portrait of New York in a specific moment in time, a compilation of vignettes and sidetracks under the shadow of a serial killer, this just feels right. Or at least it feels like Spike.
I really wanted to love this but I just… didn’t. I needed to understand Anora more (what does she see in Ivan? what does she actually want?) and the movie really just gives you nothing. I couldn’t even laugh at the madcap sequences because it just made me depressed to watch everyone treat Anora like shit. And if I’m being blunt, then I have to it I found huge chunks in the middle to be pretty boring!
Wish I could see what everyone else does, but this doesn’t hold a candle to Tangerine.