Brent_Marchant
When a film tries to cover too much territory, its often doomed to failure. And such is the case with writer-director Anna Muylaerts latest feature offering, a picture with an intriguing premise that ultimately doesnt know where its trying to go or what its trying to say. This wildly meandering, supremely unfocused (alleged) dark comedy tells the tale of an exclusive São Paulo country club run by women that has fallen on hard times. To prop up the facilitys reputation, the clubs president (Cristina Pereira) arranges to have what she believes to be a puff piece written about it by a neophyte journalist (Rafael Vitti) (who just happens to be her grandson), accompanied by the images of a renowned photographer (Luis Miranda). On the day of the ...