This one’s not for me 🥲 I was excited when I saw it’s a seaside, slow-burn horror from the 70s. The evocative poster + title caught my interest too. This film has some nice visual style, but it’s the type of story where I checked the runtime every ten minutes, to see how long until it’s over. To clarify, I like slow-burn stories, but they still have to reel me in.
Misc Shade: Never wanna hear anyone say “Tadd and Tripoli” ever again, pls
*Olivia de Havilland sits inside a train. The train falls off the tracks, rolls down a hill, and explodes*
Me: “They can’t do that to Olivia de Havilland 🤨”
Also, the zoom in on the bee-covered lollipop is camp 🐝 My favorite part of this film … which is 2.5 hours long 😵💫
Love how only ten seconds into the movie the fairy godmother materializes in the fireplace. She’s like “Girl, you already know the story — let’s make some magic happen.”
Some background on me, before my little review: I was assigned male at birth but have always identified more with women. I refer to myself as non-binary, because I don’t present in a traditionally feminine way. I grew up gay in Ohio, where boys called me a fag, long before I understood my own sexuality. Over the years, men have said hurtful things to me as I walked down the street or given me dirty looks for carrying a gender-neutral…
