This film is very beautiful. That's all I can say that's positive, really. I'm so disappointed. I love films that don't hold your hand and leave it up to the viewer to put things together and come to a conclusion. This is not one of those films. This is a film that focuses entirely on cinematography and audio and ends up having zero plot because of it. Nothing works together and it feels like a chore to watch because there's nothing to follow and no real character development. Unfortunately, this movie just ends up coming off as pretentious garbage, something that might have worked as a short film in an art installation, but not a full-length movie.

Starting to think metaphysical horror that puts mood and atmosphere over anything tangible is my bag because A Field in England is kind of. amazing

that cape is absolutely epic

When I saw that shitting scene, suddenly everything was clear as a day. Ben Wheatley was extremely constipated when he was filming this artsy-fartsy flick. And the result is bad indeed.

The Treasure of the Sierra Gloucester