Objectively, this movie is well thought out, acted, and shot. The plot quite honestly creeped me out and gave me nightmares (no kidding, the child in this movie filled me with a nameless dread) but it is absolutely worth a watch, which puts it into a category of about 8% of films on the market (imho). Imogen Poots takes us through the film bad mushroom trip version of what the climax of interstellar was for a good DMT trip, if that makes any sense. Jesse Eisenberg captures the dread of a colorless, myopic existence. This film was sort of indescribable. All the more anxiety inducing watching this during the COVID-19 pandemic.