If youre looking for sweet and simple, Snow is not for you. Set in Bosnia two years after the war and ethnic cleansing that shook the region from 1992 to 1995, the film follows the lives of a handful of survivors in a small village as they struggle to adapt to the aftermath.
Centred on a community of women who try to live off producing and selling plum preserves, Snow immerses you into their everyday lives and routines, offering an extraordinary look at the relationships between them. Some moments can get wonderfully tense and these are what drive the storyline, which is otherwise extremely unclear.
The strengths of the film lie in director Aida Bejics ability to evoke both the tragic and routine elements of each characters daily existence, in light of the physical and emotional destruction that have inserted themselves on their lives. Also worth noting is the beautiful cinematography, which demonstrates an impressive sensitivity to detail that complements the contemplative tone of the film.
However, the films direction seems uncertain and by the end, its just plain confusing. While the first hour of the 100-minute runtime is entirely steeped in realism, the remainder of the film takes off into some kind of symbolic realm of fantasy where it becomes increasingly difficult to follow.
It seems as though Bejic is trying to tell us something really sophisticated but the message is entirely lost due to the sudden change in form that completely throw you off. Because of this, the film fails to make an impact and remains sourly unsatisfying.
(Roh)Centred on a community of women who try to live off producing and selling plum preserves, Snow immerses you into their everyday lives and routines, offering an extraordinary look at the relationships between them. Some moments can get wonderfully tense and these are what drive the storyline, which is otherwise extremely unclear.
The strengths of the film lie in director Aida Bejics ability to evoke both the tragic and routine elements of each characters daily existence, in light of the physical and emotional destruction that have inserted themselves on their lives. Also worth noting is the beautiful cinematography, which demonstrates an impressive sensitivity to detail that complements the contemplative tone of the film.
However, the films direction seems uncertain and by the end, its just plain confusing. While the first hour of the 100-minute runtime is entirely steeped in realism, the remainder of the film takes off into some kind of symbolic realm of fantasy where it becomes increasingly difficult to follow.
It seems as though Bejic is trying to tell us something really sophisticated but the message is entirely lost due to the sudden change in form that completely throw you off. Because of this, the film fails to make an impact and remains sourly unsatisfying.