Watching this debut film is akin to going on a mind-numbing trance induced by ephemeral visions of the ocean's hypnotic mystery. Fused by a structural narrative reduced to the barest minimum, this audio-visual exploration feels more apt as an installation in a gallery of postmodern art than in the confines of the cinema.
Retadora: esa el adjetivo que me surge al pensar qué decir de un largometraje de esta índole. No es fácil alejarse de esa línea básica que el relato clásico nos puso: principio, nudo (clímax), desenlace; puntos de giro, personajes definidos, etc. Aquí aparecen atmósferas de diversa índole y la que más me cautivó está asociada a la mirada al mar: calmado, fuerte, diurno, nocturno, sin o con música...un ensayo visual
Well having the ideas of a decent film, this film was unfortunately boring to watch. The film seemed to drag on and scenes tended to be too long. The soundtrack to the movie could have had more to it the ambient sounds in the background were nice but if the film would have had an added dynamic to it, it would have been a lot better. This film was focused more on the beauty of nature rather than the characters played.
This film was not one of my favorites and I felt bored throughout the duration of the movie. It told the story of two women that spent the weekend on the ocean. One of them went back home to Argentina and the other one continued the journey on the sea. The movie dragged on and I felt uninterested. The majority of the film was a big monologue with the women on the water. Overall, I would not recommend this movie.
As a fan of 'slow cinema' I enjoyed this meditative film very much. It's seascapes are very like the still photography of Beka Globe. I did wonder if some of the early lingering sequences were too long and too mundane, but this is a film that grows and blossoms bit by bit. It will be interesting to see what Helena Wittman does next.
Em dado momento, cri que cochilei... Precisava restaurar a impressão de sonho para mergulhar naquilo que o filme ofertava. Mas era uma reação enganosa: o brilhantismo do filme está em seu extremo realismo aquoso, em sua liqüidificação relacional, que hipertrofia o amor fátuo e duradouro sentido por aquelas mulheres, e transmitido intensamente para nós: o plano final é de uma sublimidade incrível. Genial! <3 (WPC>)
As much as this is visually and aesthetically pleasing to watch, this movie had me fighting for concentration and I have to admit - I lost the fight very shortly before the return to the shore. Knowing beforehand what kind of experience DRIFT would be, my approach to it would be different. I can recommend this for beautiful pictured ocean sceneries - some sort of the deeper meaning, however, just flew by.
Mistaking a mesmerizing style for an aesthetic 'decision', this film uses the ocean as an 'occasion' to escape from the world and whatever problems afflict it. This abstraction though settles for shots devoid of semantic density, either in themsleves or via editing. The result is a film that is not only formally adrift but, rather, proves formulaic, which, one suspects, is precisely what its creator wished to avoid.