Mountains

Sorelle’s gentle beauty of a film is no downer, reflecting a resilient culture that refuses to be bulldozed over to make way for luxury homes.

It’s the kind that dares us to look back and consider what it means to create a home away from the shores where you were born, in a country hostile not just to your betterment but to your very survival.

“Mountains” immerses us in its universe because the filmmakers want to make clear what will be lost by the current and impending gentrification of the area.

To say that little happens in Mountains isn’t exactly untrue, but it also underscores Sorelle’s deft manner of mining burbling tension from the bellows of a rapidly-decaying locale without ever overdramatizing its inevitable coming to a head.