I suppose if I could tell people anything, it's like, 'You just got to keep showing up and doing it and poking at it, and turning it around and poking at it some more, and seeing if you can...' You know, like a crossword puzzle. 'I'm pretty sure 9 across is that.' Then you start to fill in 8 down. You just build it and massage it and stay with it, stay present with it.
Longlegs ends in a place that's guaranteed to launch arguments, but it's missing the kind of fuel that make ambiguous endings exciting to discuss. It feels like it needed one more scene, not to resolve its story, but to give us all more productive ways to engage with it.
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