According to ‘The Witch,’ there’s no surer way to invite evil in than by being reckless enough to try to play God.
How does one translate life into poetry, especially in seasons of total depletion?
This movie is not a romance. I’ve watched it over and over again, wanting it to be, but I don’t think it is one—at least in a conventional sense.
Whiteness, not a fantasy, is what grants the Black English aristocracy its legitimacy in this fictional world.