“Would a human toilet be a suitable compromise?”

Birgitte Nyborg—dependable prime minister by day; sadomasochist by night. I’d still vote for her.

This is Peter Strickland just doing his thing—creating trippy, surreal, fetishistic cinema, and injecting it with a healthy dose of deadpan humour, to produce something that is essentially one giant ASMR session.

Not a single man appears in this at any point. There can’t be many other films out there that share the same distinction.