After seeing this film a few times now, there's something so elusive about the composition that's at once evocative, but hard to articulate – not sure exactly what it's saying, but the direction/cinematography has a lot to say about perspective.
An eerie look at: paranoia, guilt, and sickness/injury. A middle class woman fears she has killed a person— all evidence suggests otherwise, and the film does well in presenting the 'texture' of injured/sick mental states. I feel some of my ability to connect to the film was mitigated by the language barrier, which is really nothing to stress about. An atmospheric account of guilt that was worth being challenged by.
"Martel's movie intuits and imitates Veró’s concussed state, a state which embraces evasive semi-consciousness. Shots are asymmetrically composed in such a way that we can't be sure what we are supposed to be looking at. Like Veró, the film glimpses the truth out of the corner of its eye." - Peter Bradshaw, The Guardian. Though a challenging (not quite enjoyable) viewing, I don't know why this was boo'd at Cannes.
Washing the cars. Changing the channels. Making the coffee. Planting the garden. Tending the sick. “The house is full of them. Shhhh! The dead. "They’re leaving now, don’t look at them, ignore them and they’ll leave.I would have preferred modernity. Here you move and everything squeaks.” A brooding look at the ghosts haunting Europe's incestuous diaspora as the world spins out of the past and into the future.
Feels something like a modern day Jeanne Dielman...was the concussion meant to wake her up to the routine or even the boredom of her life? Or was she more lively before the accident..? The scene of Vero hitting the dog (?) and riving off itself is jolting and stunning, it makes the entire film worth watching, but I would have loved to have seen a little more character buildup prior, creating a little contrast.
My first approach towards this and its puzzling storyline was rather cynical (I must admit), but when I realised Lucrecia Martel knew exactly what she was doing, I became a victim of its characters' mysterious internal psychology and slowly felt hypnotised by its masterfulness. It deserves a second, third or even a fourth re-watch.