2.2
(E3s)
This came across more comic and absurd than harrowing. Was that the point? The opening was menacing, seemingly Glazer has settled into his Kubrickian mode of Birth and Under The Skin. Better yet, those long, still, clinical, detached shots that follow, which merely observe the banality that envelops the cruelty of human nature, recall Haneke at his best. But this was all achieved in the first 10 minutes, and unfortunately, it maintains this single note to the end. What would…