Who Loves You Pretty Baby: Chloé Cinq-Mars’s ‘NESTING’ – Movie Review

I took a chance on Nesting; in fact, from the opening scenes, I was not expecting much. I like the idea of this movie. While foreign films almost sell me, I have my favorites, unfortunately, Nesting is not one of them. I give everything a chance, and sometimes it’s undesirable; that’s about the point we are at.

Let’s get into the review.

Synopsis

A young mother struggling with postpartum depression and insomnia becomes increasingly haunted by the traumatic death of her sister, spiraling deeper into psychological turmoil as she tries to care for her newborn.

I can’t say I hated this movie, but I really didn’t enjoy it, if I’m being honest. I know foreign films can be hectic, and a lot of folks don’t enjoy them. Although I enjoy foreign films, Nesting left something to be desired. As you get further into the film, you catch yourself asking, “What the hell is this?” Unfortunately, that happened to me several times. I have seen AIDS commercials that were scarier than this film. I can’t say I completely hated it; I am just sitting on the fence about it. Sure, there was a very small horror aspect, its bassically a film you have to piece together, and I hate those types of films because horror is my safe place away from the hassles of real life. I don’t want to sit and try to piece together a film based solely on dialogue.

The Rundown

There were some really creepy scenes, but it was basically a booby baby feeding fest. As the story goes on, you think it’s not so bad, it’s OK, you can be honest. I have met a lot of people who can’t deal with foreign film seems to take on this type of theme. Nipples were getting shredded by a baby who constantly cries. As a dad, I don’t think I have the correct way to see how depressed a new mother can get. It comes down to words I learned a long time ago about the pain of having a baby and feeling empty inside when they take out the one thing you love the most. I could not imagine being on the other side of pregnancy, the side I don’t really see because it happens so quickly.

I ended up sitting on the fence after a second watch while trying to understand. Maybe it’s just me, but I saw the film drag on, although the story melts together; I was expecting something completely different. I enjoyed a lot of moments, but that doesn’t change my mind on the confusion. Is it possession? Grief? Hallucinations? Or is the story true, keeping the characters drifting further and further apart? I will say one more thing; I disliked every single character and was expecting them to die off, even the mother. I just couldn’t find the balance, and all I saw were negative issues.

In The End

I don’t regret watching the film twice; it just wasn’t really my style, but I will say to anyone and everyone, prepare yourselves for a creepy tone, although I wouldn’t use the word horror at all. Maybe a psychological thriller? Seems more that way to me, I have seen a lot of both, and the fusion didn’t really work. It is definitely a movie we should see more of these films, so we can all make decisions on what is good or bad. You may wonder why I seem to really dislike the film, although it is an honest review.

Some movies just don’t click for me.