While decidedly twisted, I could not tear my eyes away from this film. There's an immersive quality to it that just grabbed me by the throat and didn't let go until the credits. It demanded attention. The score, the costumes, the screenplay all fed into this stifling world perfectly. Day-Lewis is decidedly understated, but makes his character terrifying in his silences and manic episodes. He is however matched (and exceeded) by Krieps and Manville. Krieps is beautiful, sympathetic and psychotically adoring all at the same time, knowing she is the narrator of this story and driving it forward moment after moment.

Finally, God bless Lesley Manville. Cold, calculated, under a veneer of civility, she is well aware of whose in charge. Her quiet shut down of her brother at breakfast is worth the watch alone. I hope to one day have the means to tell somebody I don't want to hear them because it hurts my ears. She is simply divine.