“Thelma” Review ✦✦✦✦✧

16 October, 2017

Director: Joachim Trier
Screenwriters: Joachim Trier, Eskil Vogt
Director of Photography: Jakob Ihre
Eili HarboeKaya WilkinsHenrik Rafaelsen

Synopsis: The existential crisis of a young woman who begins having seizures after falling in love with a girl. Experiencing a deep lust which ignites hidden powers within her, Thelma’s violent episodes put into question the role of her strict upbringing and overbearing parents.

Thelma Review:

Insular filmmaking wrapped up in the chaos and confusion of unexpected passion, “Thelma” is a wild experiment from trustworthy director Joachim Trier who steps away from convention and unleashes the Pandora’s Box of possibilities, watching with fervent glee as his concept unfolds on its own terms and without any attachment to genre. As much a mystery as it is a romance, the movie observes a sexual awakening with a dark twist, adorning Thelma with hellish power as a girl-on-girl romance morphs into a sinister tale of untapped ability and potentially life-altering powers of persuasion.

Stephen King’s “Carrie” with an unabashedly sensual edge, the movie deals with fearful themes, placing religion at the centre of its dilemma as Thelma goes practically off the rails in the space in between shame and desire. A story that just keeps on giving about a craving from within made worst by suppression, the film represents a thirst that cannot be satisfied through conventional means as Trier scraps the heteronormative college romance and gets to work breaking almost every single rule of narrative cinema.

A thunderbolt of potential thrown onto screen in a chaotic symphony of ideas, “Thelma” is proud to be different as both a horror movie and a love story, becoming allegorical to the extreme while conjuring up some of the finest and most absorbing imagery of the year. Spellbinding as a bold and beautiful piece of cinema, “Thelma” is a faultlessly messy rendering of existential pandemonium, making you want more of its magic as it bites into your skull and plants the Rubik’s cube of all metaphors inside your head, leaving you quaking in disbelief at the madness that just unfolded.


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