This pretentious art-house film is well over three hours long and has very little entertaining content and not much dialogue. It shows three days in the life of a very boring widowed forty-something prostitute who has obsessive- compulsive personality disorder and lives with her son in Brussels. The film shows her mundane routine in detail, in which she prepares and cooks food and the film ends with her murdering one of her clients with a pair of scissors after she has an orgasm.
It's very difficult to believe that a woman who is this dull would become a prostitute and that she would be able to gain and keep clients. She's far too dull for the viewer to feel anything for her. Killing her client makes no sense, and we don't see what happens afterwards. Presumably she is either sent to prison for a long time and/or commits suicide - either or which would result in her son growing up without either parent.
I heard about this film when I heard of the director's death and heard it described as a masterpiece. I watched it soon after and was bitterly disappointed. This film is so boring that I had to watch it over a period of several days.
This is often described as a great feminist film. I fail to see how this has anything to do with feminism.
It's very difficult to believe that a woman who is this dull would become a prostitute and that she would be able to gain and keep clients. She's far too dull for the viewer to feel anything for her. Killing her client makes no sense, and we don't see what happens afterwards. Presumably she is either sent to prison for a long time and/or commits suicide - either or which would result in her son growing up without either parent.
I heard about this film when I heard of the director's death and heard it described as a masterpiece. I watched it soon after and was bitterly disappointed. This film is so boring that I had to watch it over a period of several days.
This is often described as a great feminist film. I fail to see how this has anything to do with feminism.