Style. Travel. IBS.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
As a connoisseur of "psychotic woman" films, I feel uniquely positioned to elucidate you: this is a wildly misogynistic and vapid text, despite its purportedly "woke" surface.
There is a long lineage of "crazy girlfriends" in cinema, not that Curry Barker seems to be aware. From the gold-diggersploitation fare of pre-code Hollywood, like Red-Headed Woman and Baby Face, in which Jean Harlow and Barbara Stanwyck play ruthless, ambitious women who use their boyfriends up for their own means, right through…