“Loneliness can do strange things to the mind.”

Chilling portrait of the emptiness of eternal isolation. For me this movie captures the feeling of being physically hungry, but not wanting to eat anything. Your body and your mind not quite syncing together and that hollow itch that festers inside. Essentially all Francisca has ever known is being on her own, in her own world and her own mind and her own reality. Until she can’t be anymore. Until her body…

“What have you done to me?”
“Done to you? You’re the one in control.”

Such a delicious puzzle of a movie. So daring yet so restrained when it needs to be, so hypnotic and spiritual when it wants to be. I struggle to talk about this film because I’m still desperately trying to piece it together and figure out what exactly it’s trying to tell me. I think it will still take a couple more viewings to really get a…

The biggest insult to people who have a genuine passion for film I’ve seen in a long LONG time. Not a single ounce of effort, imagination, care, or soul is found in this utterly lifeless remake that is completely stripped of all the magic the original gave us. Oh, and the visuals are BAD. Like.. genuinely appalling. Do the animals look *somewhat* realistic? Sure. But the utter lack of emotion on every single animal’s face only adds to the sense…