The characters don’t feel real or fleshed out, and the direction is oddly uninspired it’s hard not to notice the lack of depth, both visually and emotionally. The writing also struggles, veering into awkward moments, and the constant shifts in tone and jarring music choices make it feel all over the place.
What really holds it back isn’t the film’s politics or lack thereof but how underwhelming it is as a piece of storytelling. Garland had an opportunity to build…
watching this felt less like witnessing a film and more like experiencing a fragment of real life. The performances were so authentic that it became easy to forget it was all just an act, each one delivered with such precision that they reached perfection. Every element from the masterful directing to the gripping plot came together flawlessly, creating a cinematic masterpiece that I found truly captivating.
There's no way I can describe how greatly I could relate to the mood and atmosphere of this movie. The hollowness of a man, the pain of existence, the absurdity of life interwoven in each and every breath that we take, the despair we feel when we realize we cannot be the change we want to be, the estrangement of a man from himself, and all the prejudice and absurd mentalities society has been fed us... These, and much more…
I find it fascinating the way themes of domestic solitude and alienation come to life in chantal akerman's works through her uniquely female oriented narrative lense. I connected with the film deeply, and like the rest of her work, it is personal, authentic and confessive in such a profound way. It feels superficial to just call it beautiful, but it really is.
