Wow, what a beautiful, unsettling, cathartic film! (The only weak spot for me was Miranda July's uneven performance.) As a shrink, this got my engine revving, since mental illness period but especially adolescent illness is so hard to do correctly onscreen. Though Madeline's illness isn't named in the film, I can't think of a better cinematic depiction of Borderline Personality Disorder ever. As I've reflected on this film over the past 24 hours, I'm impressed with the cohesive unity of this film, how its opening scene and spoken words perfectly inform its title and conclusion.
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