I didn’t care much for You Were Never Really Here when I first walked out of the theater, but it kept bouncing and bouncing around in my brain for days to a degree that rarely happens. I wanted to see it again the next weekend, but it was already gone from theaters. I’ll have to check it out now that it’s a streaming.
I’ll have a new frame up in the not-too-distant future.
I liked it well enough. I went into it under the impression it was a horror film, which ended up really heightening the tension leading up to the climax. Between this, Wake in Fright, and The Overnight, maybe I’ll just go into every blind watch expecting a gruesome horror movie.
I’m willing to put my neck on the line and say Wake in Fright’s the greatest Antipodean feature ever to be directed by a Canadian (apologies to Alison Maclean).
I don’t recall why, but when I went into it, I was under the impression that it was a horror movie and so I just kept expecting it to take a turn into darkness and violence. It was a definite shock where it ended up going, and the experience was much better for my misplaced expectations.