nrh’s review published on Letterboxd :
jauja is often but not always about a man trying to walk through a landscape without falling, although he ends up falling often.
jauja is a film for people who love horses and dogs.
the horizon in jauja rarely dominates, it is a landscape film where the screen is most often dominated by tall grass, rocks, dirt, still water, rocks. in one of the central moments the night sky dominates the frame, but in that shot the central figure is lying on the ground.
in several shots, most importantly those of night or sunset, the range of color in jauja brought to mind she wore a yellow ribbon, a film which this hardly resembles.
jauja is a lisandro alonso film with an axial cut to a close-up of a man drawing a sword. an image that is ruthlessly undercut throughout the remainder of the film, and, i suppose, the parts of the film preceding that image.
the lone gunfight in jauja, if you can call it that, reminded me of fregonese, which is to say that alonso is already a master at this, but a strange one.
jauja has one of the best scores of any film i have seen in recent years, but this is mostly apparent in scenes without music (there are only two).
a lot of people walked out of this screening, but i don't think they were there to see jauja at all, really.