Jeanne Dielman, 23 quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles is an existential horror that demands you observe every action with empathy, and Akerman masterfully strips it bare of any romanticism that might take away from its potency.
As a male viewer, I initially found myself connecting with Jeanne through the women in my life.
For many women, however, watching Jeanne can be unsettling; She represents something far more visceral: The threat of a future self.
To watch her is to confront…
