December 4, 2012 by Me and My Monkeys
There is nothing credible about the plot of Alps, but the surreal emotional undercurrent is loud and clear and real.
This is an impressionist’s nutcase world of impossible grief and emptiness. It manages to be funny, at times, amid a world of nothing in which anything can happen.
The host of protagonists are connected by mental turbulance and self delusion. There is a psychological precipice – a line in the sand – that most of them cross, taking the rest of us with them.
One senses that there is as much subtextual mystery as there is at the surface. Is it people we need, or is it just the way they make us feel? For Lanthimos, this is an open question.
Crazy and disturbing, Alps defies genre buckets and proves that fresh ideas are still up for grabs in the collective unconscious.
Recommended? Yes, for film people.
Out of 10? 7.5
My monkeys suggest… that this review is a bit vague. So is the film.