Cinematic texts dressed up in perfectly tailored and ascetic robes and pointing thematically to a certain retreat from the natural, ontic unity of the human race or undermining the functioning of societies today are sometimes a heavy pill to swallow, as evidenced by Antonioni's alienating tetralogy, although this enigmatic term does not in the slightest exhaust the character of his timeless works. This is no different for Eden, with its cold aesthetics, precisely composed frames and minimalism of action and dialogue, where vocal introspection gives way to visual narrative.
It is no coincidence that I refer to the Italian director's work, when speaking of the new film by Ágnes Kocsis, who returns after a ten-year hiatus and the critical success…