The Virgin Suicides2000

Finally found a Sofia Coppola movie I actually like. It’s dreamy, unsettling, and strangely delicate for how dark it is. The whole thing plays like a memory you’re not sure is yours. Half nostalgia, half ghost story. The girls aren’t characters so much as echoes, filtered through the boys’ clueless longing. And that’s the point. You never really know them. Just the haunting shape they left behind. It’s gorgeous, sad, and frustrating in a way that lingers.