Shrew’s Nest
Directed by: Juanfer Andrés &
Esteban Roel.
Written by: Juanfer Andrés &
Sofía Cuenca.
Starring: Silvia Alonso, Carolina
Bang, Nadia de Santiago, Asier Etxeandia, Macarena Gómez (Montse), Gracia Olayo,
Josean Pérez, Hugo Silva (Carlos), Luis Tosar.
Shrew’s
Nest is one of those movies in which everyone seems to have deep, dark secrets
that they are keeping throughout the first half of the movie just so they can
reveal them at the most dramatic moment possible in the second half. This
always annoys me, especially when the deep, dark secrets are so blatantly
obvious to everyone in the audience so that when the movie finally decides to
reveal them, it is greeted with little more than a shrug.
The
movie takes place in post WWII Spain, where two sisters are living together in
an apartment. Their mother died in childbirth for the much younger daughter –
who is now 18, beautiful and is starting to look outside her family for
companionship. Their father disappeared during the war, and since then Montse
(Macarena Gomez) has been raising her sister and making her living as a
seamstress. Montse is, to say the least, odd – not least of which because she
refuses to leave the apartment – and she appears only to have one client for
her work – a rich lady who thinks Montse is a genius, and whose doctor husband
is willing to give Montse her “medicine” without ever seeing her. The sister’s
lives are turned upside down when the upstairs neighbor, Carlos (Hugo Silva) –
a good looking young man, tumbles down the stairs and lands right outside their
apartment. He has a broken leg, among other injuries – but Montse, instead of
calling an ambulance, hauls him into their apartment, and straps him to the
bed. At first, he doesn’t mind – he was planning on running away anyway for a
little while – and this seems like a good place to lie low. Besides, Montse is
taking care of him – and the younger sister is a beauty, although she has to
sneak into his room to see him, as Montse has forbidden them to have contact.
But as the movie moves along, his leg gets worse and he wants to go to the
hospital – and Montse has no intention of letting that happen.
It’s
clear that both Montse and the Carlos have dark secrets in their past – secrets
they don’t want anyway else to know about. The movie contains flashbacks and
hallucinations by Montse involving the girl’s father (Luis Tosar) – so I was
pretty sure he’s part of her dark secrets (and I was pretty sure I knew what it
was – and I was right!). The film’s first half is pretty much all setup – but
once you understand what the filmmakers are setting up, it basically becomes a
waiting game – as we wait for the movies to catchup with us. The second half has
the secrets spill out with about the same frequency as it has the bodies pile
up – and again, I was pretty sure who was going to end up dead because the
movie introduces many rather pointless characters who are clearly there to up
the body count.
It
must be said that as obvious as the setup and payoff of Shrew’s Nest is, the
film is made with skill by directors Juanfer Andrés and Esteban Roel. The do a
good job of establishing the apartment, the characters, and slowly building
suspense. The problem is they build that suspense far too slowly – it gets to
the point where I was getting impatient. In the films second half, when the
bodies start to pile up, they also handle that well – its bloody and grotesque,
without ever quite crossing the line into exploitation.
But
for all the skill that went into making Shrew’s Nest – and that extends to a
wonderfully unhinged performance by Gomez as Montse – the basic feeling I had
during Shrew’s Nest was impatience. I was waiting for the movie to build to
something startling or new or different – and then it went in the most obvious
way imaginable. There’s a lot of skill on display in Shrew’s Nest – but it
pretty much all goes to waste.
Note: I saw this film at TIFF in 2014 – but it’s
just getting a release – on Shudder.com today – so I am publishing my review
now. I assume it’s the same version that I saw two years ago.
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