Good acting, aesthetic, and posh Gen-Z high school world-building keep this party going amidst some inconsistent writing (see the unnecessary narration, the one-off sympathizing of Max, the confusing and unfounded twist, the drastic reconciliation to happy ending that reeks of privilege, the cheesy and easy re-pairing off in the credits). There are some great emotional moments (see Drea and Nora in bed) but they don’t always feel connected or justified. Or maybe I just don’t get teens anymore.
A pair of teenage girls in rural Pennsylvania travel to New York City to seek out medical help after an unintended pregnancy. (Letterboxd)
The oppressive environment weighs so heavy here: the stream of normalized wounds is endless (see “slut” x2, creep manager) and becomes a flood of pain and tears during the titular scene and the reach around the pillar. Riveting and heartbreaking with its subtle script, intimate cinematography, delicate soundtrack, quietly powerful performances, and absence of a happy or climactic ending. Fuck the patriarchy and fuck any male defensiveness taking the place of empathy in reaction to this film.