★★★ Above Average
Carlos Saura’s “Peppermint Frappe” plays like the love child of Alfred Hitchcock’s “Vertigo” and every film Luis Buñuel ever made. This is a film about the fetishizing of women. There are moments in “Peppermint Frappe” that you look away in horror and disgust, but only because it is true.
I do not know exactly what Carlos Saura wants us to come away with after watching “Peppermint Frappe”. It has the structure of a psychological thriller and unfolds like one, yet there is something deeper at work. This is a title I have to really think about. I want to unlock its secrets.