W

With W, Anna Eriksson further relaunches her vision. In a dungeon in the heart of a snowy place that perhaps once was Europe, lies a woman chained on a restraint bed. Who is she? What’s her name? Who are her tormentors? What is the use of the troop of nurses who walk the empty hallways engaged in rituals that are always identical? W creates an expressionist nightmare that also reworks the Japanese imagination of certain pinku eiga. Obsessive and ruthless, elegant and brutal, W highlights the talent of Anna Eriksson who dares to cast her gaze to the most inhospitable regions of contemporary cinema (where probably no male equivalent would dare to go).

Jonah A. Nazzaro / Locarno Film Festival