A moment I audibly said “Jesus.” They make Mrs. Wardh go to the station and get questioned in front of her rapist for some reason. Not exactly sure how the justice system works in whatever country this is filmed in but this seems cruel and unusual. I assume it’s Italy. But they end up in Spain at some point.
Hottest take territory stuff: If you go to more than two countries, your movie is bullshit. No one has ever said, “oh cool look they’re in Morocco now or wherever the fuck.” Fuck off with that shit.
Great in this movie though. I think that goes for mostly American movies. The scenery is crazy opulent. The cinematography is insanely beautiful. So are the clothes and just beauty in general. It’s all out of place for such an insane movie. Love the main girl’s style in the rare instances she’s clothed. She’s got it going on.
Overall, dug it… but, it was way inconsistent. Soundtrack is the cheesiest shit I’ve ever heard. Movie gave me the heebs in so many ways. Weaving in and out of traffic on a motorcycle with a passenger and no helmets. The casual joking about being rapey while people are getting raped and murdered.
Too much going on in this movie. It’s hard to keep up. The last 20 minutes are completely bananas. Has to have an all time record for twists… still hesitantly recommend.
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