“Sentimental value”: a lot of Scandinavian intensity | Cinema: premieres and reviews

I can’t remember another time so full of premieres. I lose count of the number of movies that get smashed every week. Of course I can’t see them all. I don’t even want to. He will be threatened with a nervous breakdown or boredom for a long time. I go where they send me. I am a forced witness to those who collect awards at festivals and those who cause critics to have an almost generalized orgasm. But I usually don’t care at all about disagreeing with the first or the second. Yes, I feel anxious or suspicious when a movie-loving friend talks excitedly to me about something that comforts me. Well, a matter of taste, what my conciliatory and rational mother would say. Every so often you come across a film that highlights the wonderful sensations that cinema can offer. But this hasn’t happened to me in a while or is very rare. And come and release mediocre things or things that can be instantly forgotten in increasingly empty rooms.

I approach with some interest Emotional value. It was signed by a Norwegian director named Joachim Trier. I was both interested and positively disturbed by the portrayal of the love life of a complicated lady in The Worst Person in the World. I felt the same way about Renate Rensev, the excellent and sensual actress who played the title role in it. Dual catalyst. The first sequences of emotional value, They ask whether homes and the things in them also have feelings for the people who live in them. But my fascination did not last long. From there, the emotional intensity takes over. Nordic, too, is indebted to Bergman, the tried and tortured artist, the author of some films I love, but to whom I also owe many yawns.

You enter or remain out in the story of an old, retired film director who intends to narrate what will be his last film, a family tragedy in which he wants his eldest daughter to play the lead role, a famous stage actress who suffers from fainting spells and sudden insecurities when she has to go on stage to play classic characters. She finds that this unfortunate person and his seemingly very stable little sister had suffered trauma in their childhood. And they never left. As the daughter refuses to be directed and manipulated by the distant and shady father, he must attempt with another actress what was intended for his daughter. Everything will get complicated. The members of that family will have to delve into a complex and dark past.

Such psychological and painful material, as told by Joachim Trier, does not induce hypnosis in me, nor does it infect me with the feelings and complexity it intends to convey. That will be my problem. And nothing bad happens to me in two hours. I seem a little indifferent. I’m also not enamored by the painful explanation given by Renate Rensef, whom I previously admired. I even feel a little obsessed with this film director who intends to settle scores with his past and regain tolerance and love from his daughters through his cinematic will. And I’m not interested in having this guy’s character interpreted by a usually excellent actor named Stellan Skarsgård. What’s worse is that you’ve been having a strange day, suggests an enthusiastic and passionate friend Emotional value. I don’t care what they told me. Neither cold nor hot.