If The Cabin in the Woods rips open genre convention and our relationship with monsters, then this gazes into America's blistered, vacant soul. Goddard is a brilliant deconstructionist; a multi-perspective, genre-bending tribute, begging for love and hope to survive the carnage, promising redemption if we discard the hollow figures dictating existence. Neon-caressed rain highlighting grime and washing away filth.

Trauma and vulnerability a uniter against the oppressor, a structural boxing-in of genre(s), spilling into each other, hoping for a future. Emotionally and narratively dense, but also very playful, with a cyanide humor and a terrific cast. I'm saying a lot of nothing but this feels major.

Basically, put Dakota Johnson in everything.