Echoing rather uncomfortably the recent events in Nice, the film empathizes with Olga’s desperation. It doesn’t revel in her violence but tries to make sense of it amidst her slow mental deterioration. The scene of her rampage plays out unromantically, in what feels like a sustained shot of bodies ramming up against a large lumbering van, seen from the perspective of the passenger seat. Seating us with Olga forces culpability onto the audience.
August 04, 2016