Spanish psychological thriller new on Netflix. Original title: Los Creyentes
Ruth, a 30-year-old woman who has been estranged from her family for some time, returns home when her mother dies under strange circumstances. There, she is reunited with her father, Martín, who since retiring seems to have become a grumpy, aggressive man obsessed with a sinister conspiracy theory. The relationship between the two of them is so tense, and his behavior so erratic, that Ruth begins to suspect Martín might be responsible for her mother’s death. Is it possible she’s sharing a roof with a murderer?
This very much looks like AI.
Don’t know who this is, but if real, wow she eats right.
I enjoy a good nude scene as much as the next guy, but that lower capture rises to the level of a work of art. Note the striking contrast: everything manmade is straight lines and right angles: the windows, the tiles, the bottles of soap and shampoo. We have even bent the flow of water to our will, causing it to fall in precise vertical lines. We humans have exerted our authority over nature, building a world that is predictable, precise, measured. The woman, in stark contrast, is all curves and mystery. She breaks through the artificial geometry of the shower without being imprisoned by it; she is a modern-day Venus standing fully formed on a half shell of tile, with a similar magnetic allure and mysterious sexuality. Her head held aloft with strength and confidence, her nudity does not demean her; au contraire, it reveals her power and self-assurance. Light and shadow play on her form only to demonstrate her beauty is equal from any angle, at any time of day. She cannot be contained by man’s will, she will forever follow her own rules. In 1893, Renoir painted his “Back View of a Bather” to great effect. Today we have our own version of this masterpiece.