Don't know why this has such low reviews but that's to be expected since I guess my taste is a little weird. I would call this masterpiece the Lesbian Floridian successor to We Need to Talk About Kevin: it has a lot of the same bare bones as Kevin but it's less of a suspense than it is a slow-paced dramedy about a single family--and how Arnett so lovingly imbues her characters and setting with idiosyncrasies and vivacious, quirky, dry humour! As much as it is a lesbian drama it is also a love letter to Florida: an inglorious yet sentimental portrait of its tropical humidity, class-stratification, and barren car-dependency. For me, and it would seem I am proudly alone in this, With Teeth vies with The First Bad Man for best fiction.