We live just 7 minutes from our local theater, and with most movies, the walk to the car, a moment or two spent idling in the parking lot, and the drive home are all it takes to debrief. Not The Substance. No, my wife and I spent maybe half the trip laughing in disbelief and the other half in awed silence. Maybe 3-5 words passed between us, and at least one of them was “goddamn.”

I’ve had a bit more time to process The Substance now. I’ve let it wash over and soak me, replayed so much of it in my brainmeat grindhouse, resolved that I have to see it again very soon. And having had the time to articulate myself better, I offer this: 

GodDAMN.