It’s a fitting way to set the stage for a film that will only make sense to its protagonist in hindsight. Watery yellow lights that strobe in and out of view. “Share,” which Bianco has expanded from her remarkable - and more unsettlingly focused - 2015 short of the same name, opens with an abstract image that will only make sense to us later. 'Armageddon Time' Reception Shifts Best Supporting Actor Race 'You Resemble Me' Review: Dina Amer's Debut Unpacks the Story of 'Europe's First Female Suicide Bomber'ħ New Netflix Shows in October 2022 - and the Best Reasons to Watch 'Next Exit' Review: Afterlife Road Trip Movie Has More to Say About This Life Than the Next One Imagine if “Eighth Grade” had been directed by Michael Haneke and you’ll begin to understand the vulnerability and dread that seep into every second of this movie, which feels like a necessary step toward understanding the anxieties of contemporary (youth) culture, if not one that’s particularly enjoyable to watch. Paced like a fugue state, rendered in the shallow focus of a shapeless dream, and set in the dark rift that modern technology has carved between real and imagined spaces, Bianco’s drama is not only a raw portrait of a sexual assault survivor, it’s also an oblique but horrifying treatise on the various ways in which the internet has made us feel entitled to other peoples’ most private experiences. It’s a nightmare that will visit almost every teenager growing up in the digital age (especially girls), and a nightmare that will be made real in one form or another for more of them than we care to imagine or admit. “ Share,” Pippa Bianco’s unflinching and deadly serious feature debut, is nothing short of an absolute nightmare.
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