Characterised by periods of unyielding stillness, an ongoing battle with unresolved grief, and mental agony regarded as insurmountable by Pansy and those around her. There aren't many films that feel as in tune with actuality as this one, as if you're an observer absorbing the lives of the very real people on the screen, their hardships so tangible and so close to home. Many times I myself have struggled with the capacity to fit in every day by following the…

Ends with one of cinema's best ever lines — a line so simple on the surface yet so fittingly just. Fucking adore the simple jokes that are provided in a silly rising fashion in the final couple of minutes whilst the 2 are on the boat, with Joe E. Brown's comments to Lemmon's excuses being so flawless, and the look on Jack Lemmon's face in pure astonishment yet adoption at the counterarguments – it’s so easy to look back and…

From the first 30 minutes, it's evident that this film has no interest in dealing with female self-perception and beauty norms with any subtlety; it's a provocation from start to finish that only grows in grotesqueness as the film progresses. Doesn't play it safe and throws you right into the deep end, propelled by absolutely revolting moments of Cronenberg-esque body horror and highly satirical punchlines that will either completely work for you or not. A sparkling tale on the exterior…