This film draws you in for a significant portion of its runtime with traditional or neutral content before springing its woke agenda. Know before you go!
PARTIAL WOKE TRAP. The surface argument — Hollywood destroys aging women, beauty standards are cruel, women have worth beyond appearance — is warm and universally legible, with genuine traditional resonance. Conservatives who hear this thesis may wrongly assume they share common ground with the film. They do not. The film's analysis of why this happens is entirely ideological (patriarchy, male gaze, female bodies as products of male consumption), and its solution is nothing more constructive than an apocalyptic explosion of gore. The film is too graphically extreme to trap unsuspecting audiences into watching it — but its surface thesis functions as ideological camouflage for viewers reasoning from descriptions and reviews rather than from direct experience.
Classification: WOKE
WOKE 37 | TRADITIONAL 13 | Composite -24 WOKE
Confidence: HIGH
⚠️ SPOILER ALERT: This review contains detailed plot analysis, thematic breakdowns, and reveals key story elements including the film's conclusion.
Opening Hook
Hollywood has always fed on its own. Stars rise, burn bright, and are discarded — usually on a schedule dictated by age, gender, and the appetite of an industry that treats women as decorative objects with expiration dates. Most films that address this fact do so through a tasteful drama, a quietly devastating performance, a knowing wink at the camera. Coralie Fargeat looked at that tradition and decided to use 21,000 liters of fake blood instead.
The Substance is the most viscerally extreme mainstream film to receive five Oscar nominations — including Best Picture — in recent memory. It is a body horror movie. It is a feminist parable. It is a grotesque satire of the entertainment industry. It is one of the most graphically disturbing films ever to play a multiplex in the United States. And it is, without ambiguity or apology, a work of feminist ideology delivered at maximum volume through every cinematic tool available.
The film's thesis is not subtle: Hollywood turns women into objects, punishes them for aging, and destroys them when they dare to compete with their own younger selves. Fargeat dramatizes this thesis by having her protagonist literally split in two — a decaying original body and a gleaming young replacement — and then watches as each half tries to consume the other. By the time the third act arrives, the bodies have been fused into "Monstro Elisasue," a grotesque mutant with both women's faces and mismatched anatomy, which then appears on live television and drains what appears to be 36,000 gallons of stage blood onto an audience before exploding. The message is not hiding.
VirtueVigil's question is the same it always is: is the message a feminist critique that resonates across political lines, or a feminist agenda that wears traditional clothing? Here, the answer is mostly clear — though not without complexity.
Plot Summary
Elisabeth Sparkle (Demi Moore) is a Hollywood film star turned TV aerobics host, celebrated and recognizable, whose star literally exists on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. On her fiftieth birthday, she is summoned to the office of Harvey (Dennis Quaid), the television executive who runs her show. Harvey eats shrimp cocktail drenched in mayonnaise while barely making eye contact with her. He fires her. She is too old. The network wants someone younger.
Elisabeth crashes her car the same day, distracted by the sight of workers taking down a billboard of her own face. At the hospital, a young male nurse slips her a USB drive advertising "The Substance" — a black market pharmaceutical promising a better version of you. She orders it.
The Substance arrives in clinical packaging with meticulous instructions. Elisabeth injects the serum. She convulses. A slit opens in her back. From this slit emerges Sue (Margaret Qualley) — younger, luminous, physically flawless. The two must share consciousness in one-week cycles: while one is awake and living, the other lies unconscious in Elisabeth's apartment, connected to an IV. They are, the instructions insist, the same person — "one unit."
Sue auditions for Elisabeth's old show. Harvey hires her immediately, eyes wide, leering. She is the dream: everything Elisabeth was, thirty years younger. Sue becomes an overnight sensation. She seduces her neighbors. She performs elaborate aerobics sequences on national television in outfits that leave almost nothing to the imagination. She is adored.
Elisabeth, meanwhile, deteriorates. During her weekly turns at consciousness, she becomes a recluse — eating compulsively, barely leaving the apartment, watching Sue's success from a distance that feels like death. She begins to resent Sue. Sue begins to resent Elisabeth. They are one person who have become enemies with a shared body as the battleground.
The switching schedule — precise, non-negotiable — begins to break down. Sue, desperate to host a high-profile New Year's Eve special, refuses to switch back on time and extracts extra stabilizer fluid from Elisabeth's sleeping body to sustain herself. The extra extractions cause Elisabeth to age rapidly: a fingernail, an ear, a portion of her face deteriorate in patches. The supplier warns her: violate the rules and the damage is irreversible.
Sue stockpiles fluid. Refuses to switch for three months. When she finally must return Elisabeth to consciousness, Elisabeth finds herself transformed into a hunchbacked, deformed shell. She orders a termination serum — intending to end Sue and reclaim her own body. At the last moment, unable to give up the celebrity life Sue represents, Elisabeth stops. She resuscitates Sue. Both are now simultaneously conscious, inhabiting their shared body's fragments.
Sue beats Elisabeth to death. She goes to host the New Year's special.
But without Elisabeth's body to sustain her, Sue rapidly falls apart — teeth, ears, and skin beginning to peel away. In desperation, she uses the leftover serum on herself — ignoring the clear single-use warning. The result is "Monstro Elisasue": a fused abomination containing both women, mismatched, doubled, grotesque. It has Elisabeth's face on one side and Sue's on the other. Limbs at wrong angles. A breast extruding from an unexpected location.
Monstro Elisasue dons a mask cut from an old Elisabeth Sparkle poster and goes on stage. The mask falls off. The studio audience screams and flees. An audience member decapitates the creature. A new, even more mutated head grows back. An arm breaks off and sprays 36,000 gallons of stage blood across the audience and set — a geysering apocalypse of fake gore.
The creature flees, collapses, and explodes into viscera outside the studio. Only Elisabeth's face remains — intact, detached, dragging itself across pavement to come to rest on her neglected Hollywood Walk of Fame star. She smiles, hallucinating adoration. The face melts into a puddle of blood. A janitor mops it up and walks away.
Trope Analysis — VVWS Weighted Scoring
Formula: Weighted Score = Severity × Authenticity Multiplier × Centrality Multiplier
Authenticity: High=0.7, Moderate=1.0, Low (injected/ideologically constructed)=1.4 | Centrality: Low=0.5, Moderate=1.0, High=1.8
🔴 Woke Tropes
| Trope | Severity (1–5) | Authenticity | Centrality | Weighted Score |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Hollywood Disposability of Aging Women as Central Feminist Thesis | 5 | Low (1.4) | High (1.8) | 12.6 |
| Men as Grotesque Misogynist Caricatures (Harvey) | 4 | Moderate (1.0) | High (1.8) | 7.2 |
| Female Body as Site of Patriarchal Violence / Feminist Metaphor | 4 | Low (1.4) | High (1.8) | 10.08 |
| Internalized Misogyny Drives Female Self-Destruction | 3 | Moderate (1.0) | Moderate (1.0) | 3.0 |
| Youth/Beauty Standards as Systemic Oppression | 3 | Moderate (1.0) | Moderate (1.0) | 3.0 |
| Ironic Objectification (Film About Objectification Features Extended Objectification) | 2 | Low (1.4) | Low (0.5) | 1.4 |
| WOKE TOTAL | 37.28 |
🟢 Traditional Tropes
| Trope | Severity (1–5) | Authenticity | Centrality | Weighted Score |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Women Possess Inherent Worth Beyond Physical Appearance | 4 | High (0.7) | High (1.8) | 5.04 |
| Vanity and Obsession with Youth Lead to Self-Destruction | 4 | High (0.7) | High (1.8) | 5.04 |
| The Dangers of Chasing External Validation | 3 | High (0.7) | Moderate (1.0) | 2.1 |
| Warning Against the Dehumanizing Beauty Industry | 2 | Moderate (1.0) | Low (0.5) | 1.0 |
| TRAD TOTAL | 13.18 |
Score Margin: -24 WOKE
Woke Trap Assessment
⚠️ PARTIAL TRAP — Familiar Surface, Feminist Core
The Substance presents the most interesting woke trap question we have encountered in recent film: is it a trap, or just a very emotionally resonant feminist thesis?
The surface argument of the film — that Hollywood treats aging women as disposable, that society worships youth and punishes those who age, that women are reduced to their bodies and then discarded when those bodies no longer match an impossible standard — is not an argument that belongs exclusively to the left. It is a genuine cultural observation with traditional resonance. The Hollywood machine is cruel to aging women. Celebrity culture is built on the dehumanizing mechanics of appearance. The message that women have worth beyond their looks is a message any grandmother, any church congregation, any traditional family in America can affirm.
This is the trap. The film's surface message is warm and universally legible. But the execution of that message is explicitly, systematically feminist — organized around the patriarchal structure of the entertainment industry (Harvey as leering patriarch), the violence men do to women by reducing them to bodies, and the thesis that women's self-destruction is caused not by their own choices but by the internalized demands of a male-controlled system. Elisabeth doesn't destroy herself because of vanity — the film insists that her vanity was installed in her by a culture that made it the only thing she had. This is a feminist ideology, not a traditional moral lesson.
Additionally, the film's explicit nature — graphic body horror, graphic nudity, graphic sexuality — ensures that traditionalists who find themselves agreeing with the surface argument will still find the actual experience of watching it deeply incompatible with their values.
Verdict: Not a classic woke trap because the film is too obviously extreme to be mistaken for traditional fare. But the surface thesis creates genuine ideological camouflage. Conservatives who hear "Hollywood destroys women who get old" may wrongly assume they're on common ground with this film. They are not. The film's answer to the question of why that happens is entirely ideological — patriarchy, male gaze, female bodies as products of male consumption — and the film's solution is nothing more constructive than an explosion of viscera. Score accordingly.
Creative Team at a Glance
- Director / Writer: Coralie Fargeat — French feminist auteur, born 1973. Two films, two explicitly feminist horror provocations. This is a pattern, not a coincidence.
- Lead Producers: Coralie Fargeat, Tim Bevan, Eric Fellner — Working Title Films (UK).
- Distributor: Mubi (acquired from Universal after a dispute over final cut privileges — Fargeat won)
- Top Cast: Demi Moore (Elisabeth Sparkle), Margaret Qualley (Sue), Dennis Quaid (Harvey)
- Key Awards: Cannes Best Screenplay 2024; Golden Globe (Moore), Critics' Choice (Moore), Screen Actors Guild Award (Moore); 5 Oscar nominations including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actress (Moore), Best Original Screenplay, Best Costume Design
- Pre-Viewing Prediction: WOKE — Fargeat + feminist body horror + the premise left nothing ambiguous. Confirmed.
Director Track Record
Director: Coralie Fargeat
Coralie Fargeat is a French writer-director born in Paris in 1973, currently one of the most acclaimed filmmakers operating at the intersection of genre cinema and feminist ideology. She did not sneak into mainstream cinema from a neutral position; she arrived through two films that announce their politics in their premises.
Revenge (2017): Fargeat's debut feature is a rape-revenge thriller about a young woman (Jen) assaulted by a friend of her wealthy boyfriend during a desert hunting trip. Left for dead, Jen survives, resurrects herself, and hunts the men down one by one. The film is technically spectacular — shot in extreme, stylized close-up with color saturation that makes the desert look like a violence-soaked dream — and ideologically unambiguous. It is a film about what men do to women, and what women must do to survive. Critics aligned with the "feminist counter-cinema" scholarly tradition analyzed it as a deliberate deconstruction of the male gaze. Fargeat discussed the intent openly in interviews. The film was not a trap. It was a declaration.
The Substance (2024): Seven years later, with a larger budget ($18 million), an international cast, and a working relationship with Working Title Films, Fargeat made the same film at grander scale. The rape-revenge framework of Revenge becomes the body-horror framework of The Substance — both are films about violence done to female bodies by systems of male power, and both use genre extremity as the delivery mechanism for feminist argument.
One significant data point: Universal Pictures originally held distribution rights for The Substance. Universal cancelled the deal after a dispute with Fargeat over final cut privileges. Fargeat refused to allow studio interference. Mubi acquired the film and released it exactly as she cut it. The film grossed $77–82 million on an $18 million budget — Mubi's highest-grossing film ever. Fargeat won the argument commercially, artistically, and ideologically.
In interviews, Fargeat has been consistently candid about the film's feminist intent. Speaking to the Guardian, she connected Hollywood's treatment of women to systemic violence: "Before Ozempic we had amphetamines. But it's always the same violence." She does not hedge. The film means what it says, and she says what the film means.
Pattern Assessment: Two films. Both body horror. Both feminist in explicit, stated intent. Both organized around what systems of male power do to female bodies. The directorial voice is consistent, sophisticated, and ideologically legible.
Ideological tendency: CONSISTENTLY PROGRESSIVE-FEMINIST. Anti-patriarchal, anti-industry, explicitly feminist in stated intent and structural logic. Technically gifted. Ideologically unambiguous.
Adult Viewer Insight
Conservative and traditional adult viewers considering The Substance should approach with clear eyes on three fronts: what the film is doing well, what it is doing ideologically, and what the central irony means.
What the film does well: The Substance is a formally exceptional piece of filmmaking. Fargeat's control of tone — oscillating between pitch-black satire, Cronenberg-style body horror, and something genuinely emotionally devastating — is remarkable. The film's opening act, in which Elisabeth's fiftieth birthday is depicted in a montage tracking her Hollywood Walk of Fame star from installation through neglect, is genuinely melancholy and universally legible. Demi Moore's performance is one of the most physically and emotionally committed in recent mainstream cinema. She is not doing the minimum; she is doing everything, including scenes of degradation and bodily horror that required, as critics noted, Isabelle Adjani-in-Possession levels of commitment. The craft is undeniable.
What the film is doing ideologically: The film's thesis is that Elisabeth's self-loathing was installed by a patriarchal industry, not chosen. Harvey is not merely a bad individual employer — he is the personification of a system. He is deliberately rendered as a caricature: shot through a fish-eye lens that warps his face into a grotesque mask, filmed in extreme close-up as he shoves shellfish into his mouth while dismissing Elisabeth without looking at her. He exists not as a character but as an indictment. The film's argument is that the entertainment industry is Harvey — an undifferentiated system of male appetite that consumes women and discards them when they age. This is not a subtle point. It is not designed to be subtle.
The central irony: The Substance is a film about female objectification that features extended, carefully choreographed sequences of Margaret Qualley in revealing workout outfits, performing aerobics routines for an audience depicted as voyeuristic. This irony has been widely noted. The film's defenders argue the objectification is intentional — designed to implicate the viewer in the male gaze it critiques. The skeptic would say that a film about objectification that uses objectification as its primary cinematic pleasure is at least partially consuming its own argument. Both readings are available. The skeptic is not wrong.
The traditional resonance is real but limited: The film's emotional truth — that women are more than their appearance, that obsessive pursuit of youth leads to self-destruction, that vanity exacts a terrible cost — does connect with traditional values. These are things a traditional worldview affirms without hesitation. Elisabeth's destruction is depicted as tragedy, not triumph. But the film provides no alternative. There is no suggestion that she might have found meaning in relationships, family, community, or a sense of self rooted in something other than celebrity. The critique of the beauty industry is genuine; the vision of what lies beyond it is empty. A traditional viewer might appreciate the diagnosis and find the prescription — nothing, just rage and gore — profoundly inadequate.
Adult viewers who engage critically will find The Substance genuinely worth their time as a cultural artifact and a conversation catalyst. Those who watch uncritically will absorb a polished, visceral, emotionally effective argument that the entertainment industry is organized male violence against female bodies.
Parental Guidance
⛔ ABSOLUTELY NOT APPROPRIATE FOR MINORS OF ANY AGE. EXTREME BODY HORROR, GRAPHIC NUDITY, EXPLICIT SEXUALITY, AND APOCALYPTIC GORE.
This is not a close call. The Substance is one of the most graphically extreme films to receive Oscar nominations in recent memory. The MPAA R rating is the minimum possible description. The British Board of Film Classification rated it 18 (the UK's strictest rating) for "strong bloody violence and gory images." The Academy's nomination of this film for Best Picture should be understood as a statement about Hollywood values — it has no bearing on content appropriateness.
MPAA Rating: R — for "strong bloody violent content, gore, graphic nudity and language."
Violence and Gore — EXTREME:
- The film uses approximately 21,000 liters of fake blood, with the majority concentrated in the third act.
- The "Monstro Elisasue" sequence features a grotesque mutated body — mismatched limbs, doubled faces, exposed anatomical irregularities — created through extensive prosthetics, practical effects suits, puppets, and dummies.
- The creature is decapitated on live television. A new, even more mutated head grows back.
- An arm breaks off and sprays 36,000 gallons of fake blood across an audience and TV studio in a sustained, deliberately nauseating sequence.
- The creature then flees, collapses, and explodes into viscera on a public street.
- Elisabeth's deteriorating body is depicted with aged, rotting patches of skin, a deformed spine, missing ear, missing fingernails.
- A body-splitting sequence — Sue emerging from Elisabeth's back — is depicted with clinical, unsettling exactness.
- Elisabeth is beaten to death by Sue on screen. The violence is physical and sustained.
- Rapid aging sequences show teeth falling out, ears dropping off, skin deteriorating in patches.
- Nightmare sequences include a buttocks herniation/bulging image widely flagged as among the film's most disturbing images.
Nudity — SEVERE:
- Full-frontal female nudity appears multiple times throughout the film.
- Margaret Qualley appears in extended sequences in revealing workout clothing, filmed to emphasize her physique.
- The body-splitting sequence involves nudity.
- Monstro Elisasue's anatomy is deliberately grotesque and includes exposed body parts in disturbing configurations.
Sexual Content — SIGNIFICANT:
- A sex scene between Sue and a man she brings home; sex is clearly initiated and depicted before being interrupted by a bodily deterioration event.
- Erotic aerobics sequences — Sue's TV show performances are choreographed to be deliberately sexualized.
- Extended sequences of Sue's body presented as an object of Harvey's and the audience's desire, filmed critically but graphically.
Language — MODERATE:
- The f-word appears regularly. Crude sexist dialogue throughout Harvey's scenes.
Substance Use:
- Injectable black market drug ("The Substance") is the film's central conceit. Its use is depicted in clinical detail — syringes, packaging, injection sequences.
- Stabilizer fluid extraction depicted repeatedly with needles and bodily fluids.
- Binge eating depicted as Elisabeth's form of self-medication.
Ideological Content for Parental Awareness:
- The entertainment industry is presented as an organized patriarchal system that destroys women.
- Male authority figures are uniformly depicted as predatory, dismissive, or dehumanizing.
- The film presents no traditionalist or redemptive alternative to the system it critiques.
- Female worth is discussed entirely through the lens of physical appearance, even in the film's critique of that framework.
Age Recommendation: ADULTS ONLY. Hard stop. No teenagers. No exceptions.
The Oscar nominations for The Substance have created a false sense among some parents that this is a prestige drama suitable for mature teenagers. It is not. It is an extreme body horror film with graphic nudity, grotesque practical gore effects, and a level of sustained bodily extremity that caused walkouts at Cannes and vomiting at advance screenings. The film's feminist thesis and serious artistic intent do not mitigate its content. For adults who have seen the film and wish to discuss it with older teenagers (18+) in a structured educational context: the most productive conversations will center on the mechanism by which industries create the standards they use to punish people, and whether rage alone constitutes a complete critique.
Review by VirtueVigil Editorial Team | February 18, 2026
The Substance (2024) | Dir. Coralie Fargeat | Mubi/Working Title
VVWS Score: WOKE -24 | authIndex: 70
Formula: Weighted Score = Severity × Authenticity Multiplier × Centrality Multiplier
🔴 Woke Tropes
| Trope | Severity | Authenticity | Centrality | Score |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Hollywood Disposability of Aging Women as Central Feminist Thesis | 5 | Low | High | 12.6 |
| Men as Grotesque Misogynist Caricatures | 4 | Moderate | High | 7.2 |
| Female Body as Site of Patriarchal Violence and Feminist Metaphor | 4 | Low | High | 10.08 |
| Internalized Misogyny Drives Female Self-Destruction | 3 | Moderate | Moderate | 3 |
| Youth and Beauty Standards Framed as Systemic Oppression | 3 | Moderate | Moderate | 3 |
| Ironic Objectification — Film About Objectification Features Extended Objectification | 2 | Low | Low | 1.4 |
| TOTAL WOKE | 37.3 | |||
🟢 Traditional Tropes
| Trope | Severity | Authenticity | Centrality | Score |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Women Possess Inherent Worth Beyond Physical Appearance | 4 | High | High | 5.04 |
| Vanity and Obsession with Youth Lead to Self-Destruction | 4 | High | High | 5.04 |
| The Dangers of Chasing External Validation | 3 | High | Moderate | 2.1 |
| Warning Against the Dehumanizing Beauty Industry | 2 | Moderate | Low | 1 |
| TOTAL TRADITIONAL | 13.2 | |||
Score Margin: -24 WOKE
Director: Coralie Fargeat
CONSISTENTLY PROGRESSIVE-FEMINIST — anti-patriarchal, anti-industry, explicitly feminist in stated intent across both films. Technically gifted. Ideologically unambiguous.French writer-director born in Paris, 1973. Two features, both body horror, both explicitly feminist in premise and execution. Revenge (2017) was a rape-revenge thriller analyzed by scholars as feminist counter-cinema — a film about what men do to female bodies and what women must do to survive. The Substance (2024) scales the same argument to a larger canvas: Hollywood's disposal of aging women dramatized through Cronenberg-level body horror. Fargeat has discussed the film's emotional origins openly — turning 40, feelings of invisibility, the social pressure tied to aging and appearance — and has stated the film's feminist intent in explicit terms across multiple interviews. When Universal Pictures demanded final cut privileges, she refused. Mubi acquired the film and released it exactly as she cut it. The film grossed $77-82 million on an $18 million budget, becoming Mubi's highest-grossing film. Fargeat won the argument commercially, artistically, and ideologically.
Writer: Coralie Fargeat
Fargeat wrote both of her features herself, ensuring complete ideological control over the material. Her screenwriting is as thematically consistent as her direction: both scripts are organized around violence done to female bodies by systems of male power, both use genre extremity as the delivery mechanism for feminist argument. The Substance won Best Screenplay at the 2024 Cannes Film Festival and received an Oscar nomination for Best Original Screenplay — recognitions that reflect both the script's craft and Hollywood's ideological alignment with its thesis.
Adult Viewer Insight
Conservative adults considering The Substance should come equipped with clarity on three fronts. The craft is exceptional — Demi Moore's vanity-free performance is a genuine artistic achievement, and Fargeat's tonal control across body horror, satire, and emotional devastation is technically accomplished. The film's emotional core — a woman whose sense of worth has been entirely colonized by external validation — is real and resonant across political lines. But the film's explanation for why this happens is systematically feminist: it's patriarchy, male gaze, and a system of male consumption that installed Elisabeth's self-loathing. Harvey is not a bad individual employer — he is a fish-eye-lens caricature of masculine power, eating shellfish while dismissing a woman he doesn't bother to look at. There is no individual accountability in this film's moral universe, only systemic oppression. Additionally, the central irony is worth noting: a film about female objectification features extended, choreographed sequences of Margaret Qualley in revealing outfits performing for a leering camera. Defenders call this intentional — implicating the viewer in the male gaze it critiques. The skeptic is not wrong to note that the film appears to enjoy the thing it condemns. The traditional resonance is real but limited: the warning against vanity, the depiction of self-destruction as tragedy, the implicit argument that women have worth beyond their looks — all of these are values a traditional worldview affirms. But the film provides no alternative. No family, no faith, no community, no self rooted in anything other than celebrity. The critique is complete. The vision beyond it is empty.
Parental Guidance
ADULTS ONLY. HARD STOP. The Substance is one of the most graphically extreme films to receive Oscar nominations in modern history. Rated R for strong bloody violent content, gore, graphic nudity, and language. BBFC (UK) rated it 18 — their strictest classification — for strong bloody violence and gory images. Oscar nominations have no bearing on content appropriateness. Content includes: 21,000 liters of fake blood used in production; 36,000 gallons of stage blood deployed in a single climactic sequence; a grotesque mutated body (Monstro Elisasue) with mismatched limbs, doubled faces, and exposed anatomical irregularities created through practical prosthetics and puppets; on-screen decapitation with a second mutated head growing back; a creature exploding into viscera; a woman beaten to death on screen; a body-splitting sequence (young woman emerging from an older woman's back) depicted in clinical detail; rapid aging sequences showing teeth, ears, and skin deteriorating; multiple instances of full-frontal female nudity; extended sequences of a young woman in revealing outfits filmed for visual emphasis; a sex scene; sexually suggestive aerobics performance sequences; injectable drug use depicted in detail. Ideological content: the entertainment industry is presented as organized patriarchal violence against women; all male authority figures are grotesque caricatures; no redemptive or traditional alternatives are presented. Recommended age: ADULTS ONLY. No minors. No teenagers. No exceptions. The film's prestigious awards recognition (5 Oscar nominations including Best Picture) is irrelevant to its content rating.
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