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While it's not something that worked much for me overall, I do think Nightbitch is going to be a few peoples favourite movie of the year and I'm not so in love with my own opinions that I can't see why. Because despite it's more outlandish elements it really does feel like an authentic portrayal of motherhood and one that I did find eye opening in some ways. Amy Adams is probably the best she's be in nearly a decade in this movie in a performance that feels pretty fearless and it's a character I was on the side of from the very first scene in large part because of her work. What sinks the movie for me though is the techniques Marielle Heller uses to tell this story. The more outlandish elements didn't really work for me and it just kept feeling like it was taking away from the realistic drama on display. It's all very unsubtle with how it explores its themes with a lot of narration and fourth wall breaks that I found to be really grating. The whole idea of this character believing she's turning into a dog did take the film in some interesting directions but it didn't really feel like it was wrapped up in any meaningful way so it just ended up feeling like a strange choice that didn't amount to much for me. I also really didn't care for the husband character played by Scott McNairy but for all the wrong reasons. His character just feels like he's lacking majorly in depth and if his character had been fleshed out more the drama could've been more powerful. Nightbitch is admirably ambitious in how it takes a unique approach to its subject matter but it ultimately didn't come together for me. Amy Adams is great as always and I'm glad she's still capable of putting in a performance of this calibre but I'm still finding myself frustrated with the actual projects she chooses.

If you didn't raise your children on your own full time, you won't understand. It has some overly dark comedy, but other than that it's one of the first movies that truly encompasses how it feels to raise a child on your own. I personally felt like clapping multiple times. I raised my daughter on my own since she was 1yr old and ran a home daycare, so I could relate all too well. The animal aspects were very over dramatic and at times gory, but the overall message was on point. I do feel that parents that aren't hands on with raising their children should watch, just so they know what us full time mothers really go through.

Marielle Heller's Nightbitch is a film that wears its metaphor on its sleeve, adapting Rachel Yoder's novel into an intimate, surreal meditation on the anxieties of motherhood. Amy Adams delivers a deeply committed performance, portraying a woman slowly morphing-psychologically and perhaps physically-into something wild. The film is honest, heartfelt, and full of intriguing ideas, but it never quite harnesses its own potential into something truly lasting.

At its best, Nightbitch captures the quiet desperation of a woman whose identity is dissolving into the routines of child-rearing. The film doesn't shy away from the frustration, isolation, and even the bodily transformation that can come with motherhood. The central premise-Adams' character believing she is turning into a dog-feels like a perfect vehicle for exploring these themes. The problem is that the film introduces a range of interesting ideas but rarely commits to them. It flirts with horror, dark comedy, and psychological drama, yet never fully sinks its teeth into any of them.

Visually, the film plays with an unsettling, dreamlike atmosphere, and the sound design heightens the tension in subtle ways. The moments where Nightbitch leans into its body horror elements are effective, but they feel restrained-almost as if the film is afraid to follow through on its own premise. Instead, it settles into a more symbolic and introspective tone, which works emotionally but leaves some of its most compelling aspects underexplored.

Amy Adams is undeniably the film's strongest asset. Her performance is raw and vulnerable, grounding the surreal elements in something deeply human. However, the narrative around her remains somewhat scattered. There's a sense that the film wants to say something profound about identity, femininity, and transformation, but it never fully lands on a clear or resonant thesis.

In the end, Nightbitch is a film that lingers in the mind but doesn't quite leave a lasting mark. It's compelling in moments, frustrating in others-always interesting, but rarely as sharp as it could be. It's worth watching for Adams' performance and its unique take on motherhood, but it ultimately feels like a howl that never reaches a full roar.

This does a really excellent job showing how bad being a stay-at-home mom can be. It's especially effective with the verbal descriptions, some monologue others narration, and the montages such as that damned bit of butter on the pan day in day out. The acting is phenomenal. Amy Adams does not hold back at all. It also does a great job on the husband being more clueless than indifferent. This is the case for a lot of couples. He has never been asked to do these things let alone get any good at them. So he just didn't and he complains as he is doing it. I recommend this to anyone who wants a better appreciation for what mothers go through. 6/10.

What happened to my wife?" (Father). "She died in childbirth!" (Mother)

Nightbitch is the Swiss Army knife of motherhood psychoanalysis. The joys and sorrows of leaving a profession as an artist to raise a child are in full display as Mother (Amy Adams) eventually sees the downside of motherhood while clueless Father (Scoot McNairy) goes off to work several days in a row most times.

The reality of a job that pays nothing and leaves her sleepless while former colleagues prosper happily merges into Mother's fantasy (?) of becoming a dog. The feral aspect of this motif is handled deftly by writer-director Marielle Heller so that the film is much less horror than the title suggests. Any woman in middle-age, even with an aging parent to tend rather than a child, can identify with the contradictory emotions emerging regularly.

Nightbitch shows that even the all-consuming love of the caregiver is not enough to stem the resentment that can eat away at her happiness. When Mother scrapes the floor for food like a hungry dog, the point is well taken about the primitive nature of survival.

Mostly the loss of one's calling, in Mother's case as an artist, seems the greatest cut of all. But, then, our society has not yet fully embraced the idea of retaining or returning to one's gift during or after child-rearing. At one point, Father admits to never having thought about the necessity of tending to Mother's talent beyond nurturing.

To give dad his due, he was blindsided by her wish to leave her profession, never having been trained to explore motivations more fully. Nightbitch skirts analysis of Father's role probably because it would compromise the attention to the film's core subject-Motherhood. While the film is part deconstruction of the role and bodily horror (try to watch her discover a tale protruding from her backside!), it surprisingly exposes the many sides of parenthood through common sense, little horror, and some magic realism.

Amy Adams should be Oscar-nominated for the 9th time. She's that good and may win this time. As for the audience, the trip home should be full of discourse about the complicated jobs of parents and, by extension, caregivers. It can be a "bitch" and the grandest calling of all.