[A] gracefully jagged movie, made with a nod to master surrealist Luis Buñuel and a high-gloss aesthetic of fashion magazines, face masks and nail varnish.

There is enormous clarity and control in this film from Mexican director Alejandra Márquez Abella, and a tremendous lead performance from Ilse Salas.

It's compelling material, yet oddly toothless as polemic.

This thinly stretched premise has no bite aside from Ilse Salas' performance, just some old jewelry over its limp wrists.