Monday April 26th 2010
Like almost every film honoured in the Foreign Language field at the Oscars, recent nominee The Milk of Sorrow isn’t much more than a chance for Academy voters to flex their ‘artistic’ muscles in a category that doesn’t really matter that much:
Unfortunately, where The Headless Woman was just about intriguing enough to excuse these now-obligatory traits, The Milk of Sorrow is obvious, unsubtle and unrewarding.
Like being hit in the face really, really slowly with a sledgehammer.
Just a cheeky simile for you there.