Safe (1995) review

A 'homemaker' (Julianne Moore) starts becoming sick (in an affluent neighborhood in Southern California) and no one is sure why: her physician says there's nothing medically wrong with her, so she begins to believe it's due to the environment around her (toxins and chemicals and food allergies galore!) and eventually goes to stay at a 'safe' retreat/commune (run by Peter Friedman) in order to 'recover.'  My concern when I first saw this (on VHS in 1996) that Moore's character's psyche is never explored, leaving her character to be pitied as a simply a Victim of Circumstance, has dissipated on a second viewing with the realization that what she "has" is impossible to cure ... and therefore she's "condemned" to exist in a state of constant torment.  To put it succinctly, this belongs on the short list of the scariest movies ever made ... and so terrifying I don't even want to think about it or rewatch it.  If you bring it up to me at a party, I'm walking away from you.