The Killgrin

The post-millennial generations' self-absorbed obsession with trauma has birthed a million of these. This one takes an interesting approach by being super on-the-nose... it's so blatantly silly that it's probably intentional. When it's leaning into the silliness it works and provides some surprisingly witty dialogue, but when it tries to take itself seriously the embarrassing thinness of the premise is impossible to miss. Very little happens. It's just a monster that's a metaphor for trauma, there is nothing else here. It also feels like a dramatization of what it must be like to live inside a middle class white woman's head. Make of that what you will.