Very much something that I can admire the effort and aim of, if not the finished product. Elements of the film worked extremely for me, and were truly harrowing, such as the sound design and the sequence of the two women playing with shattered glass. But, certain sections felt way too stagey & theatrical (knowing it developed from a play does make sense & soften my judgment), or at worst, absurd rather than frightening. I can also admit, that part of my critique of the film may also lay with the fact that it doesn’t particularly align with my aesthetic preferences for depiction of mania/madness in film (def prefer the minimal), and that this may simply just be a film that is not for me. Peace & love & respect to Jane Arden though of course.