i'm not sure how it's possible that i didn't even know this movie existed until just about a month ago but ho. ly. faye.
new york. 1978. high-fashion photography. psychic visions and a serial killer?? and don't even get me started on faye's threads. actually, you don't have to, refinery29 already covered them (how did i miss that?!): oh to be faye dunaway, sipping chardonnay and popping xanax in the late 70s, chatting the new york night away on a rotary phone.