Austin’s review published on Letterboxd:
Sterile, white symmetry disturbed by red and death—Chucky is a vicious manipulator here, staging murder to disorient the already vulnerable. And of course, this is thematically inline with the social-critiques present in Child's Play1-3; an institution designed to serve the mentally ill only disbelieves and torments, so much so that an evil doll is momentarily less insidious.
Mancini is sharing Hannibal's dreamy-horror aesthetic, one where digital snowfall screams and blood slithers, where trauma flashes and nightmares echo in wake. It's remarkable how varied this series' style is—constant geography shifts and heightened visual choices, and Mancini is a terrific formalist.
Integrates and expands on internal mythology is delightfully batshit ways and now I can't wait for the TV series.