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Innocence is a unique film that defies typical description and ignores filmmaking conventions. If you like films that confuse and surprise, you just might love this. If you need something loud, viscerally exhilarating or explicit, look elsewhere. Innocence is a film that plays with our preconceived notions about underage female sexuality. If you enjoy Suspiria of (the real) Alice in Wonderland this little-seen French gem comes highly recommended. However, this film does not glorify in cute girls dancing or wandering through fantastical dreamworlds. Yes, it is dreamlike and mystifying, but this is not Dario Argento.

Innocence approaches Picnic at Hanging Rock's dreamlike quality. What it manages to achieve is presenting what is both natural but unfamiliar through the eyes the young girls experiencing it. Innocence film is very dreamlike and doesn't rest on one main character's perspective.

Innocence is both haunting and sweet. This is a film about the loss of innocence in young girls, but it toys with our notions of innocence, sexuality and objectification. In short, what does being a woman today mean? You won't be satisfied though one viewing of this film. If watching something once only makes you want to see it again, it must be worth it.

Seek this out. Pass over the latest trending rental and add this to your Netflix queue.

You know that scene in Mission: Impossible with the helicopter chasing the train through the tunnel? I love that scene.

The A-Team is essentially that one scene for two hours. Sure there's some talky scenes and some flirty scenes and some other scenes I don't remember, but this film is wall-to-wall over- the-top summer action. Carnahan hits all the right notes of cornball and cheese without sacrificing good old fashioned thrills. It's trash, but it knows it and doesn't try to be anything more. It's also not a condescending mess or selfishly irresponsible cash-grab (I'm talking about YOU Sex and the City 2). It's just a dumb, fun summer action flick pulled off with style.

The Seventh Victim is a chilling b-horror picture with some great style that recalls other great moments in fright cinema. There is a fantastic moment that recalls the dreamlike quality of the twist in Laura, a tense pre-Psycho shower scene, and a vague essence of the menace underneath appearances from Rosemary's Baby. While these similarities make the film fun for cinephiles, it is not the most compelling aspect of the film. DP Nicholas Musuraca makes forbidding use of shadows and dark allies and hallways. The script incorporates too much (a love-angle, a mystery-angle, a psychological horror-angle, the obligatory morality-angle) but the haunting lighting and atmosphere, as well as Jean Brooks' noteworthy performance as a woman pushed to the edge of her control, keep you glued through to the dark but satisfying ending.