This story about a TS and temper tantrum ridden child meanders aimlessly, sometimes feeling like a sad slow river going nowhere but into murky waters.
Film is way too long as the screenplay lacks in form and structure.
Helena Zengel keeps throwing her tantrums becoming harder to watch each time while the plot becomes less than negligible.
Probably this is meant to reflect the torment of Benni's soul, conveying her paradigm of everlasting desperation.
Some great acting, sensitive and credible. It does not lead to dramatic solutions one way or the other though. While the absence of hope might be the sad truth for such a sad character it left me thinking why I would have myself take hostage to this abyss. For my taste the movie would have worked better if it had offered a moments of comic relief. Benni's mother and siblings live in an apartment that feels like a posh IKEA showroom, kind of killing the overall suspense of disbelief for me.
Somehow I felt bad for the child actress and the ordeal she was going through for what I usually expect to be my entertainment. This might not be your cup of tea when sitting down with a cup of popcorn for an evening of fun. Go see it if you are thinking about working in specialized child care.
Somehow I felt bad for the child actress and the ordeal she was going through for what I usually expect to be my entertainment. This might not be your cup of tea when sitting down with a cup of popcorn for an evening of fun. Go see it if you are thinking about working in specialized child care.