Critics reviews

Grand Jeté lands as a prime example of the kind of film that one can readily admire without ever actually enjoying, the visual design and ravishing cinematography proving intoxicating elements that almost, but not quite, distract from the bland inanity of the taboo material.

Stever’s intellectually rigorous approach takes a dispassionate view of mother-son incest – unusually, neither is punished for their transgression; nor are they overtly judged. Instead, the film coolly examines the motivations behind their love affair and finds, if not a healthy relationship, then a kernel of dysfunctional logic. It’s a bold and troubling film.

Ambitiously unsettling... Stever has crafted a challenging, complex character study that is very rarely comfortable, treading the narrow boundary between artistic provocation and outright controversy... [It is a] daring and often truly disquieting drama.