Despite its 20 awards (including an overly generous Palme d’Or at Cannes) and its 63 nominations for different awards (including three Oscar categories) and having been present at Zinemaldia 70 in the gourmet ‘Pearls’ section, There are those who say bad things about the latest proposal from the director of ‘The Square’ and also those who only grant him the modest decoration of two chirimbolos, barely laudatory in a score of 5.
Certainly, it is a grotesque nonsense, edged with surrealism, vomiting, grenades, champagne from the most expensive and poor rich who, shipwrecked on an island, become heavily dependent on the cleaning lady (of the toilets) of the recently sunk ocean liner while their captain and a very rich man from Eastern Europe (seller of shit, that is, ‘guano’) discussed Marx and drank all the stock in the hold.
The triangle of sadness
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Direction and script:
Ruben Östlund. -
Photography:
Frederick Wenzel. -
Music:
Linnea Olsson. -
Interpreters:
Harris Dickinson, Charlbi Dean, Zlatko Buric, Dolly De Leon, Woody Harrelson. -
Nationality:
Sweden. -
Duration:
147 m.
Certainly, we have laughed so many times at the powerful of this world, that this film neither amazes us nor excites us nor makes us return to the barricades or anything like that. But it certainly has some great moments, some riveting dialogue, and it’s not hard to warm to the British gun-making couple. Certainly, it never hurts that there are movies with Charbli Dean in them (we don’t forget you, honey) that remind us of another couple that were better, such as Ferreri’s ‘La grande bouffe’ or Monty’s ‘The meaning of life’ python. Certainly, Linnea Olsson’s soundtrack oozes bad slime in each of its bars.
But those who claim that the lines are too thick and the creatures that inhabit the ship and the island are too schematic and stereotyped are not without reason. However, who does not like to see a rich man throwing up his first porridge while he roars the ocean?