I’m honestly not sure what Anna Biller is trying to say with her latest film, The Love Witch, days after finishing the film and filing my review for Paste Magazine. Is this a movie about the dangers of reckless narcissism? Is it about how patriarchy uses women up and discards them? Is it a feminist tale of revenge or is it about an anti-feminist who needs to be revenged upon? I have no clue. Maybe that’s the point. The Love Witch is gorgeous and genuinely delightful, but it’s slack as hell and in need of better focus, which I elaborate on further in that linky thing from earlier in this paragraph.
A Constant Visual Feast 