Watched this with some friends and acquaintances, all of them outside the binary gender constraints of capitalist society, so some of my review may reflect the conversation we had afterward.

There are few films that I have related to more.

At times, it was painful to experience. The feeling of fear as you hear someone (your parents, your abuser, your siblings, your bullies, your best friend, your worst enemy) come into the house, forcing a scramble to hide whatever thing…

Not enough films feature dykes talking about fisting.

There's a special feeling when someone in a film, or the film itself, gives voice to your thoughts or feelings. When those thoughts and feelings come from someone real, someone who was speaking to a camera 25 years ago, it brings a sense of history. When those thoughts and feelings come from someone who shares identities with you, it brings a sense of community. We have always been here. I'm not alone.…

A carefully constructed film that seeks to depict the prison that is domestic abuse, this is not just based on a true story but realistic enough to ring true to anyone caught in such a trap. Despite the limitations of being a television film, meaning it had censors and sponsors to contend with, it still manages to capture the realities in the commentary - the poisonous gaslighting from his parents, the silence of his friends, the excuses from the cops…