September 10, 2016
Oh, she's going crazy in the movie, and how do we know? Because she's running from the dining room, screaming and/or crying, or lying in bed for days, staring up at the ceiling like a discarded mannequin? No! Because she's facing a mirror with a huge pair of scissors in one hand, the other clutching a fistful of long hair, and after 20 seconds of deliberation, sawing through it with anguished impatience. And then, when she slowly descends the stairs, someone gasps and says, "What have you done to your hair?" as if it doesn't look adorably coifed. That's how.