Every once in a while there comes a film that is both the opposite of what you want, but everything you need. A film that crushes your soul but leaves such an impact on you that you know you won’t forget anytime soon.

In exploring Gregg Araki‘s work I’ve always consistently admired his rebellious punk and independent spirit, making queer the new cool. But with this I’m truly blown away by his ability as a filmmaker, stripping everything back to…