At once presumptuous and unpretentious, No Home Movie is an emotional, essentially private working-out of a second-generation Holocaust survivor's conflicted feelings or maybe what Freud would call a woman's pre-Oedipal attachment to her mother. Almost incidentally, it provides a prism through which to view the Brussels-born filmmaker's brilliant, erratic, essential oeuvre.
J. Hoberman
October 4, 2017