Allure reminded me of the Anthony Hopkins film "Proof" about mental illness and questioning one's sanity -- I wanted to like Allure and watched it many times (streaming) in search of more than an adolescent prop for a showcase of Evan Rachel Wood's manipulations. I found some greater appreciation for the silent expressiveness of Julia Sarah Stone. I still wished for more focus on her character, as the viewer could identify with her struggles, instead of the series of disjointed vignettes about Laura and her past. It felt like a dramatic documentary on the Sanchez brothers and ERW's on the roots and viral nature of abusive relationships, where the viewer is expected to be appalled and enlightened at the same time. Enjoyment optional.