Fennell’s “Wuthering Heights” is like some crazed, hyperactive, colorfully masochistic music video interpretation, complete with pulse-pounding technopop interludes courtesy of chart-topping superstar Charli XCX.

From the vast landscapes to the creases lurking at the corner of a person’s smile, all of it matters, the internal intricacies of the human condition revealed in visual layers that continually caught me by surprise.