The intensity of this woman’s anger really grabbed me, and she comes across as incredibly intelligent. I can easily imagine her constantly questioning me, things like why my chihuahua has clothing. There's a strong emotional current throughout, along with palpable tension. I also found myself wondering about the meticulous orderliness of that house—it almost feels unreal. It would be easy to just pack everything away. She surpasses Culkin’s performance; her portrayal of suffering feels far more genuine. The film moves at a brisk pace, and it's easily the saddest movie I've seen.

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