Tilda Swinton is an enigmatic screen presence and one of Scotland’s most artistic exports. Born in England but educated and dramatically reared in Scotland, she can count herself as one of arthouse cinema’s most beguiling actresses; one who possesses the ability to jump effortlessly between big Hollywood blockbusters (The Chronicles Of Narnia, The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button) and more obscure arty work (Julia, Strange Culture).
I Am Love definitely falls into the latter category. Taking its cues from classic italian neorealism classics, and is a melodramatic, often beautiful kind of film that audiences don’t really see much of anymore. The film’s themes of repression and breaking free are set against the backdrop of twisty-turny relationships and art deco villas.
The film is shot with clarity and a sense of colour, but for me it was hampered by a soulessness at its core. It was a case of the classic all style, no substance as the film concerns itself with the inner workings of a spoiled, wealthy family. Rest assured, this is no Wes Anderson style dysfunctional group of loveable misfits, but a collection of unlikeable and unsympathetic characters.
If you can brush aside this relativley minor complaint, then the film should be enjoyable enough. The opening scene in a snowy Milan villa where birthday celebrations are being made is a highlight, showcasing the attractive set design and cinematography.
Overall, this is a good-looking film with a very talented cast, with a plot that will keep you hooked, if you can get over the slighly empty feeling the film conveys. Check out the trailer and see for yourself:
