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Meanwhile, on Earth …
In a moody new (mostly) live-action film from a great French animator, grief and aliens converge.
It’s a gorgeous movie filled with striking compositions and surreal turns — but the glancing story at times might have worked better in a more fanciful medium, one more welcoming to dreamy abstraction. Elsa works at a nursing home her mom runs, but her days and nights are spent memorializing Franck, spray-painting F on statues around town, where her brother is a kind of local folk hero. In live-action filmmaking, the tactile nature of the world, its weight, its solidity, presses itself upon the viewer’s consciousness; psychologically, we need to grasp why scenes are presented as they are, even if it’s just a vibe rather than genuine logic.
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