One of the great cinematic rides of this year’s Tribeca is a twisting turning film that refuses to go anywhere you might expect it to.
The basic story has two sisters looking at an apartment and discovering a woman who looks an awful lot like the sister who had committed suicide many years before. From there the story goes off in all sorts of unexpected directions. It’s a film that works best the less you know – so don’t read on the film.
I love films like this, one’s where they start and you find yourself instantly hooked. Here the hook is a playful sequence of takes that are going to be part of the films recreations. We get hooked by the ladies on the screen who are very charming. They then begin to tell their story and we suddenly staring at the screen dying to know where the next turn is coming, and then being surprised when it isn’t the one we expected.
What an absolute joy it is to see a film that you can’t predict. Twenty minutes in I knew I was going to have to revisit the film because I wanted to see how this plays out knowing where this wild ride goes.
That this tale of family, secrets, and faith works so well is do entirely to director Maria Fredriksson. She gloriously doesn’t take the expected path and as a result there is no way to know how this is going to play out.
This film is a great ride and one you should take.