A Matter of Interpretation

I had the pleasure of seeing A Matter of Interpretation at the Munich Film Festival two days ago and even though a number of other movies have go by since then, I absolutely can't get it out of my head. It centers around three characters and is primarily told through dream sequences, flashbacks and other cutaways, all seamlessly coming together in an unusual yet totally natural narrative once you get the hang of it. Its particular and inventive use of dreams in storytelling is something I can't recall ever having seen before in cinema, and should this become a big hit (which is unlikely, given its small nature), I would expect rip-offs in their droves.

But the movie is not just weird. The characters are genuinely heartfelt and engaging, as are their individual story arcs. Its depiction of its central love story is beautiful and uncheesy and the dialogue is often laugh-out-loud funny. It's usually hard to laugh at subtitled movies because you're missing the particularity of the delivery when you're just reading the lines, but this never was a problem here ("Did your breast milk get a nose job too?")

I really really enjoyed A Matter of Interpretation and would recommend it too anyone who's a fan of slightly odd love stories. Cause they don't come any better than this.