A White, White Day

The film fairly ravishes the senses, with its sense of weather as destiny. All of the performances are solid. Sigurdsson and Hlynsdottir, as grandfather and granddaughter, are like granite: the film succeeds because of their bond.

What now for a director this eye-poppingly talented? It would be unwise to miss the answer.

The momentum really builds in the third act, but the film's quieter moments of contemplation are its most striking.

It is outlined as a down-to-earth drama that achieves moments of psychological scope with its austere and frigid atmospheres, but whose core is almost always run over by the lack of narrative impulse that puts me in iceberg mode. [Full review in Spanish]