Dopo il sorprendente Butter on the Latch, Josephine Decker si riconferma come una delle autrici indie statunitensi più interessanti e visionarie, firmando quello che, a modesta opinione, rappresenta ad oggi la summa del suo percorso formativo: http://visionesospesa.blogspot.it/2015/11/thou-wast-mild-and-lovely.html
A very beautifully shot film, however, a very pretentious film. While I can see and appreciate what it sets out to do, somewhere in between it totally loses any sense of focus and confuses nonsense with art/obscurity. At some point the more artsy shots are so densely packed together that they even lose their beauty, instead nauseating the viewer and tiring one's eyes. Certainly a director to watch, just not this film
To be succinct and honest, this movie was tedious and fake. We spend eighty minutes in apprehensive confusion attempting to unravel the characters and find sense and meaning, only to conclude with "The Hills Have Eyes" and a rubber dick. The film's body was an exhaustive attempt to be "Arthousey" and the conclusion was blunt nonsense. Reviewers who are spewing spuriously positive reviews should head back to NetFlix.
I wish I could punch this movie in the stomach. The first hour was a chore, then about fifteen minutes where I thought that maybe this could be brilliant, and then that sh*tshow ending. I can't figure out if the ending tried too hard, or not hard enough because it is literally one of the worst I've ever seen. The visuals are really the only saving grace, but even that is a poor-man's Terrance Malick.
felt like the story, which began so strangely and originally, kinda veered into the ordinary, almost becoming a genre exercise by the end. but the direction, the aesthetic, the awareness, is just mind-cracklingly alive and intense throughout. just that moment, in context, of the flies rising up off the cow's back... holy shit