Molly Notkin spills everything
it features Madame Psychosis as some kind of maternal instantiation of the archetypal figure Death, sitting naked, corporeally gorgeous, ravishing, hugely pregnant, her hideously deformed face either veiled or blanked out by undulating computer-generated squares of color or anamorphosized into unrecognizability as any kind of face by the camera’s apparently very strange and novel lens
Context
Notkin's deposition, the book's fullest synopsis of the lethal Entertainment — and at its center the deformity question already double: a face "hideously deformed" AND "corporeally gorgeous," veiled or blurred into "unrecognizability as any kind of face." The lethal film needs Joelle's face to be unreadable either way, which is the veil's whole logic scaled up to apparatus. Joelle's own "Not exactly veiled" (178) collides with this account.