In World’s Fair and I Saw the TV Glow, we get visions of isolated adolescence and stunted young adulthood, respectively. Structurally, Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma is shaggier and messier than I Saw the TV Glow. Yet, in all its narrative twists and metatextual flourishes, it remains a remarkably imaginative exploration of sex, death, and slasher pastiche. The premise works, in part, because Schoenbrun pours so much detail and lore into making the Camp Miasma franchise seem real. Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma (★★★★☆) is Rated R and is now playing in New York and Los Angeles.