12/20/15
This seemed like a good film. A super-clean aesthetic, mixes of modern and classic, some fear and some beauty. In some ways it and Under the Skin make a sweet pair.
However I didn't pull very much away from this experience, nor this film. I had a few moments of tenseness at the horror aspect and a few moments of marvel at the girl's impeccable face and at some of the pristine shots. The imagery in this film was superb. The lead girl was beautiful. Some of it was frightening.
I don't think that the film dealt with anything, nor did I feel any emotional impact that could make it more rewarding. This is a movie, and I can learn from it about movies. Style, technique, narrative...
I may compare it to Only God Forgives, with a little more class.
I'm not sure how much I like the modern-world component of the modern/old-school/transcendental fusion. This same mixture appeared in Under the Skin, and there too I wanted to deny the implants of pop society. Here there was a sort of post-punk side to everything that was happening that repelled me. Where else have I seen this? Am I really thinking of Electrick Children? I may be....
She was like a Mélanie Laurent. I liked her a lot.
The film was attractive in many ways. Ultimately, it didn't suck me in to a point at which I wanted to exist in it. But it was an attractive picture, and one sharply alluring.
Assume this is more valuable than anything in the main stream of cinema. It is evaluated with respect to a higher plane of movies.
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