Fuchsia Dunlop has a recipe by Buddhist monks in her Hunan cookbook that's simple and vegan. You cut some celery and smoked tofu into strips, you fry the tofu in a wok, take it out, fry the celery, put the tofu back in and season with soy sauce and chili flakes. Serve the whole thing over rice et voilà.
It's so bad! You can't see a thing, there's a magic exposition man, everyone constantly talks for no reason and the message appears to be that women having sexual desires causes the plague. Like, Werner Herzog did this movie already and Eggers instead decided to crib most of the changes for his version from Francis Ford Coppola (and from The Exorcist, the scariest movie of all time (!)). I should have realized after watching The VVitch that he's just another middlebrow director with weird gender hang-ups that get lauded for being incomprehensible. Also, what kind of filmmaker is unable to make a movie set in the current day? Seriously now.