A solid 4 1/2 stars for a great study of character, relationships, and family disintegration in the go-go ‘80s, a boom time when not everyone made it all of the time. It’s the tone, screenplay, cinematography that make it work. Yes, the performances are an integral part of the package, but as with any good movie you don’t watch it to watch the actors act; you watch it for the whole, which is more dependent on the director. Fans of Curaon’s “Roma” will be able to handle “The Nest,” with its static camera that slowly zooms; its fly on the wall point of view with minimal edits, it’s full shots that rarely include close ups. It may be slow and bleak but every scene is freighted with meaning and it never bores; every scene is consequential and adds to the whole. To add to its stripped down approach, the film has no soundtrack. Though plenty of ‘80s music like New Order, The Cure, Bronski Beat, The Psychedlic Furs, and Simply Red show up inside the drama, mostly compliments of the disgruntled daughter.
The one star reviewers are probably mostly people for whom this simply isn’t their cup of tea. Like someone who watches a horror film and cries foul because movies shouldn’t do that. If they had more self-awareness, they’d be aware of their aesthetic values and be able to explain in order to enlighten others. But alas, like the main character in the film, they (most of them) know not who they are.