The brothers Jacobson have a relaxed, happy-go-lucky disposition that is ensnarled into a grim entanglement with only sparse, uncomfortable laughter as an inadequate pressure release. The seemingly frugal production - two main roles, one location - fronts what is really a very clever and handsome piece of cinema. The narrative and the visuals are synchronised in a subtle, unrelenting, slow boil. At first it is bicycles and country roads - something of the innocence of youth. At its conclusion it is, well, unfair to say it switches genre. Rather it seduces you into witnessing what traditionally would belong in other more hardcore genres.
Fully sick, bro.
Review of Brothers' Nest
