"Grey Lady" proves the late,great Boston theater critic, Elliot Norton, correct on this one salient point: every moment of suspended disbelief takes you on a journey you cannot turn down.
This film has a choppy syntax in the storied tradition of Norwegian films, designed to induce psychological hiccups before setting up the next trauma. The untrained American viewer won't overtly notice this manipulation of emotion, but it will keep you watching until the end. And that pretty much is what we all collectively fear, isn't it......the end?
This film has a choppy syntax in the storied tradition of Norwegian films, designed to induce psychological hiccups before setting up the next trauma. The untrained American viewer won't overtly notice this manipulation of emotion, but it will keep you watching until the end. And that pretty much is what we all collectively fear, isn't it......the end?