I may be a little harsh on this one, i had the wrong idea about this movie. I thought iy would've been an exploration of a postpartum psychosis, showing how loneliness, hormonal shifts and mental load lead to the film's events. It had the potential to depict the pain of having a sick mother who treat you like an ennemy, but it's just not that. Instead of a nuanced look at mental health, isolation and the burden of having a shitty husband, we get a rushed and cliche narrative that feel emotionally hollow. But the part I kinda liked is about the older brother, he's the only one aware (and who cares) of his mother's mental state, having to protect the little ones and carry the guilt of failing at something he's not supposed to do even if the end of the movie just brushes it off.
I may be a little harsh on this one, i had the wrong idea about this movie. I thought iy would've been an exploration of a postpartum psychosis, showing how loneliness, hormonal shifts and mental load lead to the film's events. It had the potential to depict the pain of having a sick mother who treat you like an ennemy, but it's just not that. Instead of a nuanced look at mental health, isolation and the burden of having a shitty husband, we get a rushed and cliche narrative that feel emotionally hollow. But the part I kinda liked is about the older brother, he's the only one aware (and who cares) of his mother's mental state, having to protect the little ones and carry the guilt of failing at something he's not supposed to do even if the end of the movie just brushes it off.
