MS Slavic 7 (Sofia Bohdanowicz, Deragh Campbell, 2019): Canada

I am writing this to you in the way that I feel the film MS Slavic 7 was presented with no steady editing or basic structure and no way to try and make you comfortable in any way shape or form and I’m going to write exactly how I feel when also not writing exactly how I feel the film does not represent good film making

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While doing this there will also be significant empty spaces in my writing as I feel the film would go from lots of action and dialogue to absolute silence in the blink of an eye

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*Takes a sip of coffee*

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Now I assume that it was the writers and directors Sofia Bohdanowicz and Deragh Campbell’s absolute intention to force an uncomfortable feeling upon the audience but I believe that it was so uncomfortable to the point in which I wanted to walk out of the theater there were many points during the film in which we view main actress and writer Deragh Campbell going about her life doing ordinary things like organizing sleeping reading etc but then we also view her character rambling on and on about these letters she had discovered and is researching that had been sent between her grandmother and a Polish poet now being held at a Harvard library archive which by the way I thought the film was going to dive much deeper into according to the film’s description but the film didn’t really seem to have anything to do with these letters and more so with the main characters odd personal insecurities and even more odd aunt and she talks about these letters by not taking normal pauses during speech or using any form of a captivating tone like I said I’m purposely not using punctuation because I feel that if what the main character was saying was written down this is how it would look

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*Flips over a piece of paper*

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Every once in awhile there are some beautiful shots that are taken in an extreme close-up on the main actress’ face or hands and I believed these shots have some sort of significance in helping the audience to understand what the main character is doing or feeling but other than these camera shots I feel that there was nothing else captivating about the entire film

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*More obnoxiously loud pipe organ music plays*

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Although there were a couple of moments during the film in which you got out of laugh out of awkward discomfort there were no other points in which I felt satisfied with what I was watching so unless it is your intention to make yourself feel extremely uncomfortable I would not recommend that other people watch this film