“You’re a monster…”
“It’s hard to be human. What’s your excuse?”
It feels like it’s hard to talk about Sister Midnight in any real depth without potentially spoiling the fun of Sister Midnight.
This is obviously an insanely reductive take, but perhaps the best way to think of Sister Midnight is as if Wes Anderson shot a monster movie in India. It borrows Anderson’s static symmetrical style, his fondness for mid-century needle drops, his affection for stop motion, and his tendency to reduce characters’ movements within a static frame to a single axis - left to right, front to back, top to bottom.
The film itself strikes a wonderful balance between world-weary cynicism and sincere humanism, largely anchored in Radhika Apte‘a central performance that manages to remain sympathetic without ever feeling like it has to likeable. It’s a remarkable piece of work.
And very fun.