I’m drawn to the analogy you make between the beauty in the destruction of the snowglobe and in Clara’s own destruction as well…

Man, that is creepy!

Talk about visuals. I could just see her sorta half-smiling, and hanging herself, the white fawn in her hand…

Gave me the shivers, that did.

Whoa.
That was not at all expected.
Although this is dark, I personally really enjoyed it.
That last twist when she steps off is ‘Whoa’ worthy.
5*