Denis boils the psyche down to an enigmatic stew via slow-spilling quiet orchestras of seductive moving images, often with minimal dialogue. We are left to patiently ingest a ripe reduction of what you will surely recognize as human: sexual frustration, guilt, loneliness, lust, primal yearning… This is not a psychological thriller, nor a horror film. This is radical entrancing poetic intoxication.
Samuel T. Adams
January 13, 2016