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volvervolver. didn't like it. wanted to. but didn't.
i think i would have liked the whole thing better if it really had been a magical realist approach, rather than a deflating of the unreal. in the end it felt really uninteresting to me. the acting was fine, the filmmaking was alright, but the final result left me wanting. there is nothing in particular to disparage here, just a film that didn't make me care about it. i was left feeling blah, like this was plodding over too-familiar ground. like it was a european film from the thirty or forty years ago (which i'd rather watch any day).
i don't know. sometimes it's hard to articulate what your gut is telling you. all i know is that my gut told me to stay away from this one if i ever come near it again.