Director: Wash Westmoreland
Year Released: 2019
Lucy (Alicia Vikander), a Swede living in Japan and working as a translator, gets called in for questioning when a young American she knew, Lily (Riley Keough), is found dead, and then the movie flashbacks you to death about how Lucy was dating bizarre photographer Teiji (Naoki Kobayashi) and a love triangle may have formed between them. If I had to classify it I would say it's trying to be a 'psychological mystery' - with respect given to Eastern culture - except it's hardly thrilling and too jumbled in its presentation to have an emotional impact, since Lucy-with-baggage is not a reliable narrator (there were moments where I wondered if Teiji was a real person or a figment of her imagination). Vikander's fine, but I'm curious if she was frustrated at trying to make something resembling a character out of two monologues about abuse: there's a lot of pained expressions and staring. Slightly off-topic: if photographs steal parts of your soul, is Instagram a tool of the Devil?