Esta vez no se busca al asesino, sino al que va a morir…
QUIEN MUERE HOY?
A las 2:37 de la tarde, uno de los estudiantes de un instituto decide acabar con su propia vida, y desata gran conmoción entre sus compañeros y profesores. Mediante un recuento de los hechos previos a la tragedia, descubriremos quién, entre un grupo de estudiantes, fue el que se suicidó. Cada uno de estos jóvenes es un reflejo de las distintas personalidades que existen en las instituciones estudiantiles, donde además de luchar por los objetivos académicos, primero hay que sobrevivir al prejuicio, la discriminación y a la lucha de egos que inevitablemente se hace presente…
It's about a bunch of adolescents who get through a revealing and desperate day at school. Everything's circling around a suicide - shown at the very beginning to some extent - that happens at 2:37pm. The characters are somehow all connected with each other. What moves them is described via short interview sequences, strictly shot in b/w. The characters are well written, the acting is intriguing (especially Teresa Palmer as Melody and Frank Sweet as Marcus are discoveries).
Let's stick to the movies' technique. That's what really impressed me. There rarely are cuts, most of the time the camera follows one of the protagonists like in Gus van Sants' Elephant. Some scenes are presented more often than once, but each time from a different point of view (here: character). This surely evokes a slowly developing, but grabbing atmosphere that drags you inside literally. The colours are vibrant, somehow unfitting considering the tough plot - but that's nothing less than a clever contrast, a disturbing 'everything's fine thing'. The use of lighting is adequate all the time, underlining the characters' actual mood. And finally, there are decent placements of music.
2:37 somehow itches you from the very beginning. It does not compromise nor does it serve laughter. It rather strings together what psychologists would define as terror moments. This movie substantially focuses on emotional precipices. There ain't nobody who's not to handle some kind of neurosis, even the depicted minor parts (e.g. the teachers) seem to be in some state of disorder. And that is what keeps this movie from being really good. Its summing up of piercing tragedies is unrealistic to its very bones. There is no: friendship, love, smiling, truth, passion. There is: faking, humiliation, despair, sickness and beating up. It's like being hit in the face real hard all the time, but you are numb after the first hour. This flick keeps on hitting you, until it reveals something quite instructive in the end.
For being sensitively and superbly acted: 9. For being technically innovative and original: 9. For being unidimensional: 3.
Makes a solid 7 out of 10.
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