Professional critics have lauded this movie for its patience, its subtlety, and its strict adherence to reality.
I, for one, think that it is so patient, it is dull. It is so subtle, it is almost not even there. It is so "real" that, just like real life, it actually isn't all that interesting, most of the time.
One thing I'll give it? The dialogue, acting, and atmosphere are all dead on. Aside from some gratuitous nudity (okay, okay, I'm sure many couples sleep in the nude, and the scene wasn't intended to titilate), the film didn't pretend to be anything other than a "slice of life" (albeit the very last slice, to be sure). To that end, the film fullfills its goal.
But the flick also has other goals which it doesn't even come close to reaching: to horrify, or scare, or unsettle, etc. There are, of course, some frightening and unsettling moments, but they fade away into the seemingly endless pastiche of flickering water shots and distant tribal rhythms.
And, let's be honest, if you're going to take some artistic license with a true story, perhaps you can make the art more interesting to watch. To have one character die overnight from a bite wound (that appears to be the size of a small taco) and the other character (in effect) commit suicide, is to cheat your audience out of any of the supposed fear and terror implicit in the given premise. I'm not saying there should've been Jaws-style scenes of violence and horror, but there could've been, well, SOMETHING. Something other than a painful nibble, a few "I felt something touch my foot!"s, and one fleeting glimpse of a trimmed vagina.
I, for one, think that it is so patient, it is dull. It is so subtle, it is almost not even there. It is so "real" that, just like real life, it actually isn't all that interesting, most of the time.
One thing I'll give it? The dialogue, acting, and atmosphere are all dead on. Aside from some gratuitous nudity (okay, okay, I'm sure many couples sleep in the nude, and the scene wasn't intended to titilate), the film didn't pretend to be anything other than a "slice of life" (albeit the very last slice, to be sure). To that end, the film fullfills its goal.
But the flick also has other goals which it doesn't even come close to reaching: to horrify, or scare, or unsettle, etc. There are, of course, some frightening and unsettling moments, but they fade away into the seemingly endless pastiche of flickering water shots and distant tribal rhythms.
And, let's be honest, if you're going to take some artistic license with a true story, perhaps you can make the art more interesting to watch. To have one character die overnight from a bite wound (that appears to be the size of a small taco) and the other character (in effect) commit suicide, is to cheat your audience out of any of the supposed fear and terror implicit in the given premise. I'm not saying there should've been Jaws-style scenes of violence and horror, but there could've been, well, SOMETHING. Something other than a painful nibble, a few "I felt something touch my foot!"s, and one fleeting glimpse of a trimmed vagina.
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