Film

3 Women

Name: 3 Women
Genre: Drama
Released: 1977
Cast: Shelley Duvall, Sissy Spacek, Janice Rule, Robert Fortier, Ruth Nelson

A hazy, half-remembered fever dream from Robert Altman, built out of an actual nightmare he had. Two roommates in a sun-bleached desert town — one brittle and self-assured, one blank and impressionable — start dissolving into each other until neither identity feels stable. It moves by mood and murals, not plot. Watch it for atmosphere and unease, not answers.

TMDb rating

7.1

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