Paul Cezanne painted the mountain in Saint Victoire, France, an obsessive act that drove him to insanity. I remember this when I see the mountains behind a house in A White White Day. These mountains show up and hide behind the white fog, a constant reminder of natural change. But this film is less about nature and more about the people living under its difficult whims. One of those people is Ingimundur (Ingvar Sigurdsson), who cares for his granddaughter, Salka (Ida Mekkin Hylnsdottir).
Ingimundur and Salka’s familial relationship enters a rough patch when he discovers something about his dead wife. Here, director and writer Hylnur Palmasson uses sparing language to show his leading character’s shocking discovery. It all starts with a book, and then three, all coming from a man he doesn’t know. Which leads him to a picture and a phone number and a decision to discover more. Palmasson also makes a decision to let Ingimundur, a cop, use non-social media methods for these discoveries.
Ok fine, let’s go back to nature, which, in Palmasson’s defense, is an element he uses well. Palmasson mostly uses these wide shots to depict Ingimundur either trying to fix his life or otherwise. He eventually allows us inside Ingimundur’s home or within the presence of the latter’s loved ones. He only lets us in after we feel what it is really like on the outside. This inclusion feels intimate, especially when Sigurdsson shows emotions as raw as roaring winds of coastal Iceland.
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- Release Date: 9/5/2019