Well, it’s a day late, but today’s review is We Are What We Are (I was at the Wolves Vs Preston match today, so didn’t want a hangover). I’m actually going into this one with some enthusiasm and optimism, unlike others of late. Fingers crossed.
OK. Cinematography is a cut above what I’m used to, and it’s by ‘Uncorked Productions’, which is cool.
That pig sign looks like the one from the Delicatessen sign (good film).
Heh. Children burping. My son burped the other day and said it had gone up to God.
That’s rain. The sort of rain that makes you feel wet even when you’re inside. You can’t escape it.
Would they really ask a daughter to identify a corpse because the dad is still grieving. No. Scratch that question. What sort of dad would make his daughter do it?
I think Resident Evil 7 has the creepy hillbilly family thing cornered at the moment.
We don’t seem to be headed anywhere at the moment. Obviously the death of a mother is a momentous thing. But, we don’t know them. Why should we care? I think the director is too interested in showing us how clever he is in constructing scenes and shots (and he is, although some of the acting doesn’t help, the children and father not withstanding – they are excellent) than constructing a compelling narrative.
Suddenly the shots have gone all foreground/background focusing (I don’t know the proper terminology). Were the scenes in the police station shot by someone else?
I get the feeling this film is about a big twist and is wasting time because theres not much else to it. Like when you have a 5000 word dissertation and you pad it out with unnecessary words.
They could focus on the young boy – see the world through his naive eyes.
Something might happen soon.
I’m no love guru or anything, but, Deputy Creepypants, turning up at a girl’s house, after dark, on the night of her mother’s funeral and asking about a missing person is not a good leadup to asking her out.
This film has pretentions of being an arthouse film, but the narrative does not lend itself to being one. At the moment, I am thoroughly bored. I was sort of hoping this would be a hidden gem, like Bounty Killer, but in a more intellectual way.
The whole film should have been wrapped up ages ago. There’s been nothing to engage and I don’t really care much about the characters.
Nice frying pan sound.
The end would have been shocking if I’d have cared about anything that preceded it. Maybe they could have made more of the relationships in the family or something. Given the end some purpose. This country music at the end just feels like someone trying to be ironic.
Catering was by Tribe Road Catering. Head chef was Andrew Gilbert.
Booze – Guinness. Various prices, various places.
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