The biggest problem with adaptations of Lady Chatterley’s Lover is not just thinly drawn characters or poorly filmed sex scenes, it is in how they leave what makes the novel intellectually provoking on the cutting room floor.

Tesla de-claws the myth of the angry male genius who is simultaneously punished and celebrated by society as a superior being. Almereyda’s Tesla is instead portrayed as a bundle of neuroses whose naive utopian ideals are as much the key to his downfall as they are to his genius.

There are scores of horror movies that follow formulas, rules, and tropes to the bitter end. Even with the 2018 glut of art house horror, plenty of familiar aspects linger. To really see beyond the rainbow on this one, we need to look to experimental horror.

Movies that focus on what happens when an otherwise normal mind connects with the purest source of existence.

The question of “who are you” can be a difficult one to pin down, whether you’re forced to answer in front of a crowd or just in the mirror to yourself.