I truly don't get how so many artistic movies get made that serve no purpose & have no path or plot. I'm a person of vignettes; I love a compelling 2 days in the life of someone. I'm a romantic; first loves & the moments of falling into are precious & wonderful. I'm gay; watching other come out, cope with, struggle thru is touching because of my own story.
This movie is none of those things. Heck, even the cinematography was basic. The blurb says they come out & have awkward moments of falling in love. None of that happens. There's less chemistry in this & them falling in love than in the rape scenes from Last House... Silent is suggestive of slow & quiet communication. What you get are spotty attempts to ignore each other & a few kisses. There's no romance, no chemistry, no love, and the minimal convo made me think that Kirill might need to speak with a professional. It felt like Marlo was taking advantage of someone suffering from mental illness without either of them trying to understand it.
This movie is none of those things. Heck, even the cinematography was basic. The blurb says they come out & have awkward moments of falling in love. None of that happens. There's less chemistry in this & them falling in love than in the rape scenes from Last House... Silent is suggestive of slow & quiet communication. What you get are spotty attempts to ignore each other & a few kisses. There's no romance, no chemistry, no love, and the minimal convo made me think that Kirill might need to speak with a professional. It felt like Marlo was taking advantage of someone suffering from mental illness without either of them trying to understand it.