The great virtue of this movie is that it doesn't try to overreach. It doesn't attempt to dazzle the viewer with breathtaking photography, it doesn't try to stun the viewer with incisive dialogue, it makes no effort to sublimate the ham-fisted psychological drama.
Rather than risk likely failure trying to develop a genuinely original view of human psychology it wallows gratefully in stale and literal-minded Freudian psychoanalysis, replete with Oedipean theme.
There's some occasional bittersweet humor, but never too bitter or too sweet.
Wholly uncharacteristic for this movie is the stellar performance by Fedja van Huet as Alex/Aram, but the director uses all means at his disposal to prevent it from upsetting AmnesiA's deeply cherished drabness.
Rather than risk likely failure trying to develop a genuinely original view of human psychology it wallows gratefully in stale and literal-minded Freudian psychoanalysis, replete with Oedipean theme.
There's some occasional bittersweet humor, but never too bitter or too sweet.
Wholly uncharacteristic for this movie is the stellar performance by Fedja van Huet as Alex/Aram, but the director uses all means at his disposal to prevent it from upsetting AmnesiA's deeply cherished drabness.