Lisa called me “a pussy magnified”, but I was terrified for the first half of the movie. Aranofsky was channeling Lynch so effectively that my palms were sweaty in anticipation of what it all was building to. Ellen Burstyn’s segments especially got my heart racing with its nightmare quality. Unfortunately, I think he didn’t know what to do with the tension he had built up and instead of one final release it descended into a farce. Instead of haunting my dreams like Lynch, I’m just left kinda disappointed at the lack of a payoff.

Lisa, of course, loved it and was laughing at the parts that I was terrified of. She frightens me sometimes.