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Women Who Kill

International Premiere
  • USA
  • 2016
  • 91 mins
  • DCP

“A wicked little horror-comedy about podcasting, female serial killers, and Park Slope food co-ops” - Anna Silman, THE CUT

"Imagine SERIAL recast as a dark comedy, mixing the fear, paranoia, and sharp humor that can spring up in both relationships and murder mysteries” - Kat Ward, PAPER

“Whip-smart… offers a wry snapshot of self-involved New York lesbians that's both enjoyably smarmy and unsettling in equal doses” - Eric Kohn, INDIEWIRE

Aileen “Florida Highway Killer” Wuornos, Elizabeth “Blood Countess” Bathory or Myra “Moors Murderer” Hindley… favourite female serial killer: who’s your pick? To help you answer, meet specialists Morgan (Ingrid Jungermann) and ex-girlfriend Jean (Ann Carr). Together they are “Women Who Kill”, a weekly podcast they record from their shared apartment in Park Slope, Brooklyn. The Slope... land of strollers, yoga classes and food coops. It’s in one of the latter that Morgan meets a special someone, Simone (Sheila Vand) who is undoubtedly an attractive enigma waiting to be solved. Surrounded by a joyful yet slightly paranoid gang of friends, questioning her newfound love, Morgan embarks on a personal journey and finds herself fantasizing about opening boxes that were meant to stay closed.

With two successful miniseries under her belt, Ingrid Jungermann directs and stars in her first feature here. She draws inspiration from her own personal life as well as the peculiar vibe of her neighbourhood. Premiered this year at the Tribeca Film Festival, WOMEN WHO KILL is an unusual take on film noir and modern romantic comedy. With a touch of awkward real-life relationship experiences comes a spot-on and irresistible deadpan humour. Notable amongst the fantastic all-female cast of crazed and talented actresses, Jungermann’s femme fatale is Sheila Vand (A GIRL WALKS HOME ALONE AT NIGHT), bringing a mystifying touch to this sassy murder mystery. Beyond the farce comes a touching tale in which the auteur reflects on relationships, womanhood, fear of the unknown — and nail clippings.

— Celia Pouzet