Youwakeupinashabbyhotelroomwithnoideahowyougotthere.Youcan’trecallyourname.Youdiscoverthereseemtobeotheryoungwomeninotherroomsinthesamepredicament,thoughoneofthemseemstoknowyourname:Anne.Afteranunpleasantencounterwitharatherlargecockroach,youhaveascreamingfit.That’swhenthenursesarrivetosedateyou.Andbytheway,whennightfalls,you’llneedtoescapefromakillerdemonwiththebloodiedheadofadeereee
FacesofAnnereliesheavilyonelementsoftheslasherfilm–andinmanyways,that’sexactlywhatitis.Butthefilmisalsoapuzzle,whosecentralquestion–WhyisAnnehere?–allowsustoexploretheoriesastoitssolutionuntiltheverylastmoment.Areweinsideavideogame?Anescaperoom?Themindofsomeonewithmultiplepersonalities?Theelaborateandnihilisticfantasyofaderangedserialkiller?It’snothingnewtoremarkthatthebesthorrorfilmsareoftenthosethatreflectthefearsofsociety;thisfilmbuildsaclever–andviscerallyterrifying–analogyofsomeofthedifficultiesfacedbytoday’syoungpeople.
