I’ve been searching really hard for films that make me feel something these days. Films that surprise me, contort me, shock me, expose me, and leave me all alone with myself at night.
Robert Eggers,’ “The Lighthouse,” did that for me.
It’s the 1890’s on a tiny, almost non-existent island in New England, and we are only given two characters to work with: Willem Dafoe and Robert Pattinson. Dafoe, playing an elderly lighthouse keeper that appears to spend his whole…