…on Martha, Marcy, May, Marlene.
Chilling, subtlety chilling, and real. Elizabeth Olsen, younger sister of the twins, plays a girl who has broken from a cult, but who is now broken and scared and real and haunted. Almost every shot in the movie involves her and she’s captivating, radiating warmth and vulnerability and pathos…and complete and total unreliability. This is a movie that lingers; it takes some pretty pedestrian settings and tapioca cultish people, wearing v-neck white t-shirts, solid color pullovers and jeans, and makes them legitimately scary and menacing, almost no longer human. I don’t like to picture them at night. The movie makes the viewer feel vulnerable.