Ondine

Things start to go awry when we realize that the film's emotional sensitivity doesn't go much deeper than its moody surfaces.

Understated in its subversion of, and then canny adherence to, its chosen folklore

Some complexities of story will be lost on audiences not tuned to the regional Irish brogue that is the mother tongue of this little fishing community. But Christopher Doyle's dark lush photography plucks the green coast of Cork like a harp.

Films like “Ondine” don’t come that often...watch it on a cold and windy night.