No reason to be raging with blood-soaking, teeth-grinding, axe-wielding fury by the end of what is probably the most malevolent conclusions in a vengeance film of the past few years. Carrie Mulligan shows her candy-sparkled exterior and lustfully vindictive core with such nuance and effortlessness, it’s hard not to gape in awe of it all. I absolutely enjoyed this thing and all I ask is for a sequel with Laverne Cox and more Britney Spears cinematic renditions.

Maybe I just need to start producing my sister’s music and swipe the Grammy’s clean and we’ll both be millionaires together... maybe that’s the key to all of this. If there’s anything a doc about this generation’s most sensational music artist can do, it’s to show the sadness and the mundanity behind all the loud noise. Extremely personal material here that makes you realise that you can’t get anywhere in life without having a badass style coupled with a pair of badass parents and outta this world badass siblings.

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.