Deserts

The contrast in tones is more jarring than complimentary and, most crucially, the picture runs out of steam long before it draws to a close.

Two films that look at each other like a mirror, then drift towards indefinite territories that speak to Western, and fable-like elements; even a particular abstraction of some compromising transcendental temptations. [Full review in Spanish]

The shift in tone is so brutal that this second part of the film, coming as it does after the more dynamic first half, is difficult to fully appreciate.

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