Defineately not a mainstream movie, but brilliant in its own way. This movie is propelled mostly by visual dream like images which are used to tell the story or create feeling or atmosphere rather than dialogue. Where words can't move the story, an image fills the void. And when there is dialogue, it is quite poetic, and at times, tragic. When the main character dreams about her son's murder, she dreams of her angry husband and his parents, and her mother in law shouting "He was my pride and joy!!!"
It took me several viewings to fully understand the tragic, erie story, but I will watch this over and over again, each time uncovering a new secret I missed the first time.
And this is one of the most beautifully photographed films...it tend to favor different shades of yellow and greens. The cover kind of hints at how it was filmed.
I highly reccomend this forgotton and underated film. Don't go into it expecting a clear, direct story, but go into it expecting a beautifully presented story you will want to watch over and over again.
