Storyline
Director Elizabeth Sankey dives headfirst into the wild and weird crossroads between postpartum struggles and the whole witch obsession Western culture just can’t seem to shake. She isn’t just pointing fingers at history, either—she’s right there in the trenches, mixing her own raw experiences into the story. The film jumps between moody old-school witch footage, eerie movie clips, and Sankey’s own life, blurring the lines between past and present. You get these flashes of witches being demonized, twisted up with the loaded expectations dumped on new mothers. Instead of just rehashing the same tired witch tropes, Sankey gathers a crew of women—her own modern coven—who are sick of being silenced or labeled “crazy.” The whole vibe is part confessional, part history lesson, with a dash of rebellion. It’s personal, it’s messy, and it doesn’t shy away from the dark stuff. In the end, it’s about taking back the narrative, ditching shame, and maybe even finding a little magic in the madness.