We Need to talk About Kevin: directed by Lynne Ramsay; written by Lynne Ramsay and Rory Stewart Kinnear
One of the earliest shots of the film is one of Eva, our protagonist, being carried by a group of half-naked people covered in red tomatoes clearly suggestive of blood. It bears a faint allusion to crucified person being crucified. I’ve come to learn that it’s a recreation of La Tomatatina, a Spanish festival. This, the second shot of the film, is overflowing with the garish and is the first revelation of what becomes a tendency of Ramsay to be maddeningly unsubtle. The title refers to the child but We Need to Talk About Kevin is the story of the mother. Most of it done in flashbacks we meet Eva from the past, a different person from the mouse of a woman we are introduced to in the present. Eva is in a nondescriptly happy relationship with her husband when her son his born, a cantankerous thing who seems to immediately have a dislike for his mother. He wails constantly when in her arms, and Eva so overwhelmed by a palpable disinterest in her child, a disinterest which is not just returned by her son but is matched with a seemingly strident hatred for his mother.