Women on the verge of a nervous breakdown... Not as cruel as sadistic as Lar von Trier's torture porn exercises, but you understand from the very first scene that the main character is doomed. Good stuff.
High-level entertainment of modest means. A real sleeper (as they used to say). What kind of person would you be if you were not won over by this movie? I don't even want to know. Want nuffin to do wit 'em. Right off the bat, Ade shows herself to be a deft ironic practitioner of a no-bullshit humanism better than humanism. And this from a guy who normally does not like to cringe at protagonists being humiliated.
I've rarely seen something as cringe-inducing and psychologically merciless as the view Ade offers in this no-budget naturalistic piece. It progresses from hilarious to humiliating, cringeworthy, darkly comical, and suicidal. Most remarkably, we feel with the protagonist, but in many respects cannot identify. Incidentally, if she were male, she'd be called a stalker.
Life's tough, huh. I feel the same. "Ich bin ich" slogan is not strong enough to help her. The best thing to do is get a rest and then comback to kick another mother fucker ass called "life". Go to the forest, free mind.
We all can relate to the loneliness our protagonist Melanie is feeling. "The Forest for the Trees is" not a visually beautiful film but no doubt a successful, simple story. As her emotional and mental states lose stability, her apartment, once tidy, descends into a mirrored state of disarray and confusion. The subtle touches of this film make it memorable and heart-warming; you just want to give Melanie a long hug.
I really wanted to like this movie because the main character is relatable, lovable, and quirky. Yet the camerawork, acting, and production left a lot to be desired. Low budget doesn't excuse sloppy camerawork, bad lighting, and poorly composed imaging.