This film is jagged, chaotic, uncomfortable, and devastating. Not because there is a great level of injustice or atrocity (well, maybe one would say there is), but because of the impenetrable and incomprehensible depressive state of the main character Grace. It’s not a single big stroke of gloom though. Like in life, like in a marriage, there are bits of joy, passion, fun, and ease. But sadly Grace always falls again and she falls hard, to the bottom of her abyss (kudos to Jennifer Lawrence for her iconic performance). The movie uses various techniques to make us experience her state as close as possible: the 4:3 aspect ratio is claustrophobic, excessive light adds harshness, and the dog barking scenes reminds us of Haneke’s Funny Games. But the real cruelty is that the movie never lets us enter her mind, and this contrast creates an immeasurable amount of devastation (and frustration). Throughout the movie, I desperately wanted to understand Grace, like Jackson, but at the end he and I both had to stand still and just watch, speechlessly.