Karla

Carla is fucked up, just like Bernardo himself. Maybe even worse.
I can't stand Misha Collins, but I played my part well.

I didn't like the movie. A dry statement of facts, zero motivation for these actions. There is no background of the main characters. It's just that two monsters suddenly met and started killing girls.
Yes, that's probably how evil happens in life, senselessly and mercilessly. But the film is artistic, not a documentary. For me, they didn't make it.

It was possible to make a great movie based on this story. But it turned out a little weak.