You know the pitch: a virginal girl with gnashers in her hoo-hah. The feature debut of Mitchell Lichtenstein swirls with subtexts: female empowerment, sexual anxiety, rape-revenge fantasies and coming of age angst.
But mostly it’s about cocks being chomped and blood geysering from groins. It’s unsettling and a bit unpleasant, but what makes Teeth a cut above is Jess Weixler, who imbues her confused heroine with both innocence and knowing.
It’s a sly, sublime performance which just about makes this indie shocker something worth chewing over.
