Memory and physicality are two of the most impossible burdens of human life, and all the more so for women who have been sexually assaulted. Jason Banker's Felt delves deep into the traumas carried by writer and star Amy Everson, who based it on her own experiences in the aftermath of rape. Amy (Everson) is desperately struggling to feel comfortable in the flesh which was recently violated, and among the ways she tries to do so is by creating new fabric bodies of varying gender and genitalia. Attempting to reclaim some semblance of normality, Amy makes her way through a San Francisco filled with men who see her as piece of meat waiting to be plundered, including a date with a broheim who tells her that roofies are a myth made up by women to excuse their promiscuity. (Unfortunately, guys like this are not a myth.) Amy begins to let her guard down when she meets seemingly nice guy Kenny (Kentucky Adler), though an early warning sign comes when he takes her to a warehouse full of Burning Man sculptures. (Burners ruin everything.) This is a revenge picture unlike any other, less a straightforward narrative than a meditation on retaining agency in a world determined to take it away. The feelings in Felt run deep.
Comments are closed.
