It was like a deep, deep wound healing. It can be read as an allegory of reconciliation, forgiveness, reconnection, or cutting cords with someone deeply dear to you. The dialogues are heavy and profound, but not overly revealing, which I really liked. I loved how the film kept its mystery, how it never fully showed its hand; that’s also what made it feel subjective and personal. It’s an interesting and strangely intimate film, one that feels tailored to each person differently, almost chameleon-like.

Very slow-burning, but it slowly and surely gets under the viewer’s skin. Even if the horror element itself is not extremely intense, it functions more like a subtle, psychological threat lingering throughout the entire film. It doesn’t explain everything too clearly, and you never really feel completely clearheaded while watching it, which fits a film centered around hypnosis. I liked the way the script occasionally remains ambiguous and how blurred the characters feel. The idea that exposing someone’s psychological war with themselves is enough to control them makes the film feel less frightening than deeply unsettling and uneasy throughout.