Fanny Lye deliver’d from her own deliverance with the dick-washed US poster for ‘The Delivered’
It’s the dick-washing of The Sapphires all over again.
It’s the dick-washing of The Sapphires all over again.

Maxine Peake is stupendous in this deliciously audacious period horror, ambitious in emotional scope and with monsters who feel unexpectedly modern: men who wield religion as a tool of oppression.

A sly, penetrating zing and a frisson of Insta-influencer horror — of the oppression of performative perfection against a marzipan backdrop — renders Austen’s fluff and nonsense deadly serious.
Moonlight wins big…

Eerie and sinister, operating on a more psychologically incisive level than the typical horror flick… until it tosses it all with a cop-out of an ending.