As engaging and important as this subject is, and however revolutionary the hypothesis presented is, it doesn’t stop the prevailing feeling that the recognisable images from all of your favourite supernatural classics are merely an afterthought, an attempt at making a very heady but timely conversation piece feel like cohesive cinematic investigation. The whole thing only feels congruent as a general thematic notion, with there being no real good reasoning for it being an essay film, even a film entirely, other than to be accessible.
There’s no doubt that the discussions within the piece are important - they’re eye-opening - but the form of the film feels almost reductive towards them, images of the Wicked Witch of the West do…