I had always wondered what a horror movie might look like if Camille Paglia was a consultant on it. (The Billy Blim episode of "Angel" flirted with this distinction, but merely ended up pissing me off, not scaring me.) Well, now I know! And I have discovered that "Teeth", besides being all kinds of horror movie greatness, is also a film that is a succession of moments of "Oh, they wouldn't show--oh, they showed that. Oh, they wouldn't go there--oh, they went there. Oh, the camera wouldn't pan down--it panned down." The teenaged heroine's transformation from Abstinence activist to sexual predator is all kinds of unreal, disturbing, and ultimately, incredibly satisfying. Even
yebisu9 enjoyed it, and it was with some trepidation for him that I queued up the movie, originally. Uhm, how to recommend this? You'll never, ever see another movie like it, I think that much is obvious. What "The Handmaid's Tale" did for me, literature-wise, this film does the same, film-wise, although I don't dread the outcome of one as much as I dread the outcome of the other.
And, of course, watching the movie is an excuse to sing at the top of my lungs, "Vagina dentata, what a wonderful phrase!" a la "Queen of Wands."