Emmagracefrost’s review published on Letterboxd:
Flesh rubs flesh, appendages swirl, primal ferocity surges, and the dance is complete. Power through rythem, through interpretation, through womanhood, through horror. The beauty is the terror. Each note of music thrums as each scream resounds. Walls crumble and tensions rise. True power doesn’t wear a mask, it sees the falseness of your kingdom and will demolish it.
The hand that holds the pen writes history but the hand that holds the power never forgives.