There's nothing wrong with the cat, there's something wrong with this film, the writer, and the director. Excerpts: "I'm going to clean up the vomit and feed the rat", "The sausage is attacking us", "You crumpled up the shopping list", ten minutes later, cut to a close-up of the crumpled shopping list. By the end of the film, you can almost hear the cat thinking "I need a new agent".
Terseness, in both structure and content, as constraint - a constraint that often seems to be imposed arbitrarily, unreasonably - becomes the vehicle for accentuating those things that strain. (Sounds beyond the frame, pressures under the surface...) An insightful film about boundaries (tenuous, contrived, sometimes desperate, always necessary) and the things/people/truths/elements of self we sacrifice to impose them
The orange peel story reminded me of 'Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead'. The coin they flip always comes up heads. They attribute it to supernatural forces. But that was a good movie. This is not. It's an exercise in playing with the audience's expectations
What a pointless film. The best part was the squirting sausage -- that should tell you something. And what was so "strange" about the cat? It acted like pretty much any other normal cat in the world. If you're going to call a film "The Strange Little Cat," then at least put a two-headed tabby in there somewhere.
Chantal Akerman's asceticism + Jacque Tati's excess = not contradiction, but bright future of movie. Mia Kasalo as Clara the"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH"girl is most superb actress that represents unpredictability of this movieAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The Strange Little Cat is a strange little film, a brisk, unassuming and cleverly choreographed collection of everyday magic. Zurcher's eye is drawn to moments we all experience, but perhaps not ones we often pause to consider or bother to put into words. Sometimes it takes a film with a pleasantly askew perspective to conjure them in our minds. http://filmcapsule.com/2014/08/18/the-strange-little-cat-2014/
Hands down one of the finest debut features (barely a feature, granted) of recent memory. Baffling, almost, as such, considering Zürcher has such a command of form. Really the main ingredients for cinema as art: mise-en-scène + montage. A topology of good cutting as regards this movie would be easy. Not as easy would be to do adequate justice to the genius on display here re: locating events in and around the frame.
A film without narrative where motif itself becomes the object of monotony to ruminate upon. Jokes, melodies, objects, and even camera angles repeat in meticulously measured increments for the sake of form itself.
79/100 - Very Good. (3.5)