s_lacour’s review published on Letterboxd:
Roma seems aptly titled. Named for the neighborhood in Mexico City, it nevertheless gives a nod to Fellini, perhaps not in tribute to the original itself, but to the black and white palette, the sweeping interior shots, and the expansive landscapes that seem to be characters in the film themselves. I am left more so confused by some of the relationships within the film though. It's clear there is a delineation between the servants and the upper middle class family throughout the film. When the maids speak in their native language, they are chided by a child to 'not talk like that.' When on vacation in the mountains, the servants have to descend to an almost Hades like cave to be among people of their own level. When the main character opens up to the woman she serves, she is met with comfort, which is ultimately erased as soon as a child appears and she is made to lesser again.
The mother, at a drunken point in the film, tells the main character that women 'are always alone in this world,' which seems especially true to Cleo as she is somewhat accepted by the family, but not entirely. Yet when she has to confront Fermin, she is reminded that she is a 'servant' and does not belong there either.