The Favourite ★★★★

Ma bitches”

Human foibles collapse within the thread of love and lies. I am a sad badger, with countless of cute rabbits and racing ducks roaming inside the palace. The trio of scheming women make way for the smooth, competitive interaction. It is a battle royale with not guns, nor blades but poison and twisted tongues. The “real” Queen may have lost that day, however she will strike again. She will not be led; instead she leads. Olivia rules. Emma plays while Rachel subtly declares her heart. Yorgos’s delectable chamber-pop piece is ruthless yet darkly endearing at once. Also please don't hurt the bunny.