Jane Schoenbrun’s I Saw the TV Glow is a masterpiece of atmosphere. An aching mix of horror, fantasy and psychological drama, it examines nostalgia, isolation, loneliness and identity with rawness and compassion. It’s deeply scary, but not because of gore or visceral terror. Rather, it haunts, seeping into the bones. It unsettled me in a way few films h…
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