Daniel H. Rowe’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Infinite Hunt: Dolls don’t bleed.
I'm so confused. I'm genuinely baffled, not entirely sure what to make of it. You had some beautiful mixing of colours and the cinematography was on point, I could tell from the poster it would be an aesthetic film, and that it was. It reminds me of Closet Monster if Closet Monster was more cannibalistic. Speaking of which;
"Mr Hammer? Meet Justine. I think you two will get along just fine."