A young mother goes with her adorable son to a remote place on a island
in Nova Scotia .
The mother is an unusual painter; she loves her son, but takes her eyes off him far too much. and an artist with unusual techniques. One day a weird
man approaches them on the beach and then ominous things inside the solitary house
begin to happen. This is where the film becomes supernatural and frankly, a tad
ludicrous. The father seems to have disappeared in a family boating accident,
and at one time the mom seems to be drowning in the sea with her son. Her wavy-like
patterns in her art engulf her as well. Ironically, the final scene brings the father
and son together holding hands at a hospital. We only see the hands. Confusing,
at times silly, it starts with uneventful boring reality, but it descends too slowly into a horror film; it meanders into plotless drive. It is an enigmatic
metaphor on a mother losing her baby if
not herself. Nice photography and tension, but this is a film that does not know
how to end. The boy stole the entire film. He is the son of the director. It
was screened at TIFF.
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