Film

Martha Marcy May Marlene

Name: Martha Marcy May Marlene
Genre: Drama, Thriller
Released: 2011
Cast: Elizabeth Olsen, Sarah Paulson, Hugh Dancy, John Hawkes, Brady Corbet

A study in dissociation more than plot: Martha resurfaces from a rural cult into her sister's manicured Connecticut life, and the film refuses to say which world is more disturbing. Fragmented, present-tense flashbacks blur then and now until they share the same tense. Patient, elliptical, quietly terrifying — for viewers who want dread built from editing and silence, not jump scares or resolution.

TMDb rating

6.6

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