Long takes in cinema, even if totally devoid of any meaning, are becoming more and more fashionable and supposed to be super artsy, intellectual, and inspired.
So we are supposed to stare at Mrs. Barraza feet because this is going to convey somehow a sense of something (which the lesser beings won't be able to capture, of course).
From start to end, we are actually exposed to bland episodes of Doña Flor's empty life. In fact, it rapidly becomes evident that the director, a documentary maker by trade, and also the writer, has absolutely nothing to say about loneliness... other than filming it and reproducing it like a photocopier. But even as a documentary, it just lay flat, hollow and plain boring.
So we are supposed to stare at Mrs. Barraza feet because this is going to convey somehow a sense of something (which the lesser beings won't be able to capture, of course).
From start to end, we are actually exposed to bland episodes of Doña Flor's empty life. In fact, it rapidly becomes evident that the director, a documentary maker by trade, and also the writer, has absolutely nothing to say about loneliness... other than filming it and reproducing it like a photocopier. But even as a documentary, it just lay flat, hollow and plain boring.