Closer to 2.5/5. A movie organised less around a narrative and more a series of thematic motifs: surveillance, the policing and transgression of borders, the routine uncanniness of suburbia. In its pacing, use of silence, and the understated dread of long takes and locked off cameras, many scenes feel like deleted scenes from unmade Haneke movies. But here, also, the effect is more self-conscious and less immersive.
Beautiful film. It depicts several sides of fear in routine life. We're really quite fragile as humans, no amount of civilisation and material comfort will make fear go away, even if it's just the fear of love. Specially liked Jonathan's character Pola, frustrated by everyone else and their silly fears.
I don't know what's going on. What do you expect me to do? Two lines of dialogue that cut to the chase here. A Haneke-style blank canvas. Either lazy as hell or cinematic genius depending on yr mindset. Social allegory played out as 80 minutes of absurdy deadeyed vignettes, with vaguely unsettling/droll undertones. Nothing happens. Something happens. Everything happens. I dunno.
Visually beautiful, some of the shots are impressive, solid cinematography. The atmosphere is great, very suspenseful. However, I felt that I am missing something... I'm guessing it's because the film is set deeply in the Argentinian realities and context, making it difficult to appreciate fully for someone who never lived there...