Under the skin (2014)
An indifferent, mysterious woman with a van – what is she after? A silent man on motorcycle – assisting or controlling?
Assorted misfits struggle against the patterns of existence but ultimately go nowhere in this (literally!) many-layered meditation on loneliness, elevated by eerie soundscapes and visual themes of black and white; soot and snow, complexion, fog and engulfing darkness. Remorse arise eventually, release seems possible, and tables may turn as predator turns prey and vice versa. Drearily beautiful, sparse, and remote Scotland is a nigh-perfect backdrop. The otherworldly femme fatale uses – and is threatened by – the twisted driving force of male sexuality.
Haunting and suggestive, but too monotonous and unresolved for my taste. Probably not in my book of awkward bodily focus, disguise, dread, and humanity.