Presented Without Comment

This post will have spoilers (to varying degrees) about: Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma The End of Oak Street Sleepaway Camp Wes Craven’s New Nightmare Rear Window When I wrote about Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma, I’m not sure that I made it sufficiently clear how much I loved the movie. I really think it’s something special. Every idea it presents can spin off into a dozen other, even deeper ideas. But the really remarkable thing is that for as dense as it is, it’s still fun, open-ended, and non-judgmental. And most remarkable of all: it’s about feeling as much as, if not more than, thinking. It’s not presented as a puzzle box for the viewer to solve, to decipher its one true meaning. Writer/director Jane Shoenbrun almost certainly had a concrete idea of what every image, every line of dialogue, and every moment was intended to represent, but they also seem adamantly opposed to declaring that their version is the “correct” interpretation. I emphasized that it was “meta”…