Movie review writer discovers divorce is just unresolved trauma under UV light

A book/film reviewer wraps their marital grief in a weirdly poetic metaphor about 'The Invite' being a relationship truth-serum that exposes all your couple's festering wounds with the mercy of a blacklight at a crime scene. The specificity of the damage catalogue (dead bedroom, casual cruelty, anxious kids) reads like someone workshopping their divorce narrative through pretentious film criticism. Peak energy: treating a dramatic reveal movie like couples therapy homework while subtweeting your own life choices.