NOTES—too fragmented for its own good/works as an elegy/diverse economy of grief between the family/should have been more selective with characters situations for more effectiveness/intimacy of contact in last scene of hands and the shuffle of close ups with the heart monitor most powerful sections/well shot
I'm surprised that this was a festival selection, much less a Cannes selection, much less given an award of distinction there. There's just not a lot here, folks. Script? Non-existent. Acting? Passable in places, bad in others. Mise-en-scene savvy? Negligible. I suppose I could forgive all of these deficits somehow if the film showed us anything new/surprising/true about the situation; but I can't say it does.
On the one hand, it seems like too much of it may depend on us believing the actors when they cry, which I don't -- it feels like Acting. On the other, I like that this is a little glimpse; the fragmented nature of the "narrative"; and what it tries to do. My ultimate test for a film is, does it make me want to make a movie myself? If yes then it's a thumbs up, so thumbs up here.