Ingrid Goes West, The Fan, Misery, Big Fan, Swimfan, The Seduction...I've never had the slightest, faintest interest in spending two hours with an obsessive nutter. And yet decade after decade films of this sort keep getting made, obviously because a significant portion of the viewing public relates to the nutter, or at least feels a certain sympatico on some level.
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