Mitchell HB’s review published on Letterboxd:
Hoop-tober Dix Chapter Eighteen: Boob Eyes
"Poets are for each other."
Based on the amazing premise, I think I had a right to expect the result to be a little scarier and/or a lot smarter. Nonetheless, Ken Russell keeps up his good work with creepy images, and Mary's climactic vision finally brings the terror and the tragedy.