Demi Moore's latest project, The Substance, is being a success with critics, but it needs one more thing to really be her big comeback.

Warning: This article contains spoilers for The Substance."Yeah, I'd do it too," I thought of "the substance", as I sat in the dark cinema watching Margaret Qualley's young, absolutely flawless, gleaming,

The Substance” blowtorches a single idea for two hours and 20 minutes, and narratively it turns to ashes by minute 40. It’s easier for a movie to become a talking point that way. Film festival buzz, which “The Substance” enjoyed at its Cannes world premiere,

“The Substance” was lauded upon its premiere at the Cannes Film Festival earlier this year, where it was up for the Palme d’Or and won the best screenplay award. Earlier this month, it took home the Midnight Madness people’s choice award at the Toronto International Film Fest. “The Substance” is currently playing in theaters.

"The Substance" is a dark modern fable that starts out blaming men for reducing women to sex objects and then cuts deeper. Fargeat saves a special rage for women who conspire in their own diminishment, trading their soul in a pulse beat for a few more shining hours as a goddess.

She and costar Margaret Qualley also devoted time to perfecting sexualized gyrations their celebrity fitness characters would perform in front of leering cameras and a slimeball of a boss, played by Dennis Quaid,

Margaret Qualley costars in this gory — like, really gory! — satire about beauty and aging The Substance, a corrosively vicious horror satire with a career-resuscitating turn by Demi Moore, begins with an inspired if not very kind joke: You’re looking down the Hollywood Walk of Fame as a fresh,