Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma (2026)

Camp, But Make It Existential - Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma review by griggs

Hannah Einbinder plays Kris, hired to revive a dying slasher franchise, and honestly, the plot alone is a good time. Hunting down its reclusive original star gives the whole thing a solid comic engine before you even get to what it’s really doing. Gillian Anderson is magnificent too, giving Billy enough sadness and mischief to dodge the Norma Desmond parody the film openly toys with.

Taken at face value, it works perfectly well. Then Jane Schoenbrun smuggles something stranger underneath: the way films let you rehearse a version of yourself you can’t quite say out loud yet. Even the slasher genre gets a rethink — imagine desire actually belonging to the teenagers for once, rather than whoever’s chasing them with a knife.

Best of all, it finally made I Saw the TV Glow click for me in a way it never did on release. The deeper film feels like a reward for engaging with the surface one.

It occasionally over-explains ideas it’s already nailed, but for something dressed as camp trash, it’s got more brains than a shelf of prestige dramas.