We saw this in a very quiet theater with older adults (so are we).
I love British films. The restraint. The smoldering sexuality that never quite expresses itself. All those pent up emotions. Can they become ghosts?
But I kept thinking, what am I watching? Horror? Ghost story? Love story? Psychological drama? Mental illness transference?
This is a very, very, very slow burn. Lots of loneliness. Long shots. Quiet moments. What are we seeing?
Is it ambiguous? Or straight forward? Is someone up to something?
Did Caroline almost get it right?
Frankly, I think so but a little too late.
I love British films. The restraint. The smoldering sexuality that never quite expresses itself. All those pent up emotions. Can they become ghosts?
But I kept thinking, what am I watching? Horror? Ghost story? Love story? Psychological drama? Mental illness transference?
This is a very, very, very slow burn. Lots of loneliness. Long shots. Quiet moments. What are we seeing?
Is it ambiguous? Or straight forward? Is someone up to something?
Did Caroline almost get it right?
Frankly, I think so but a little too late.