Alexis Baydoun

Giving this movie 4 stars because it's clear that there was so much love put into its storytelling, acting and production, despite some elements that felt like shortcomings. I would say this is a well-made film that tries its best to present the captivating work and journey of Flannery O'Connor with so much integrity. Midway through though, I did notice that the director's intent in balancing the emotional rollercoaster stories with Flannery's life will probably be very difficult to tackle gracefully in an average length movie. I would say the film reaches its peak in brilliance midway through, then slowly starts to scatter around towards the end, and the ending was disappointing and a little generic to me. It does have elements of spiritual depth which I appreciated, and the performance of the main actress is brilliant and very much drawn from her love for the writer as I have read. All in all I would consider it almost impossible to make a project like this to be a triumph in less than 2 hours runtime. So Wildcat ended up being a very enjoyable, decently-made, and quick food for thought for those seeking spiritual depth out there.

Just another nun horror movie with a very basic, superficial, devoid of substance plot. Relying entirely on religious imagery, Shot entirely in a monastery, without offering the audience or including in the script a single glimpse of spirituality involved. Religious consumerism just for the sake of making American money. If you're gonna base 100% of a film on religious exploitation for the sake of aesthetics, at least have the integrity to include 10% some spiritual theme. The characters are superficial, the language is devoid of anything but the banality of the plot, and there are just random scares and weird occurrences here and there. Even if at her most "nun-like" scenes, the main actress couldn't pass in any way as a nun to me. I didnt find her face to reveal any innocence despite her trying to present as so throughout moments in the film. All in all this is a quick and cheap buck for Hollywood. Waste of time for people who enjoy clever, not stupid, cinema that is thematically rich and artful.

As one of the reviewers said, this film's colors blend seamlessly through the female gaze. I couldn't help but notice most of the reviewers that gave it 1 star were men who were seeking/expecting a more entertaining horror "flick". This is an absolutely beautiful film. A feast of artfulness, silence, introspective psychology, folklore and sinister atmospherics/undertones. Every single frame and sound is next level. All I could think of while watching is how luxurious and sensitive it is to the senses while still being horrifying. There is so much space for the viewer to build upon all the narrative and landscapes, and yet, not one second seems unnecessary all throughout. Just googling the director now and shocked to learn it's his first film. Beautiful beautiful work.

This review is coming from a staunch feminist, and this film is a big mess. The writing is meaningless, there is nothing 3-dimensional communicated. The female character is so passively "receiving" the ungracefulness of all the men in this movie, it almost seems like a parody or like it was made in the 1960s. The mere fact that all the "men" in this film resemble her physically is a starting point that made me lose my interest to follow through. Truly a film written and directed by man that has very little to offer on feminism.

An absolutely despicable film, made by a white man and full to the brim with archaic misogyny. I regret giving 2 hours of my time to this director and will not watch any of his other films. Also, there is nothing artful about it or the development of its plot. For all the runtime it remains superficial and all the characters are two-dimensional stereotypes. Hard to believe this wasn't made by a person who has the life experience of an immature teenager.

This is a work of art of the highest caliber. I’ve read plenty of reviews that denounced the documentary for exhibiting PJ Harvey’s privilege and calling it “ill-judged” and “misery tourism” when in fact what stands out in it the most is how human it is. It’s not meant to be activism, and certainly not meant to please people with jesus syndrome, but rather, it’s involved in reflecting how things are in the world, laying a background of facts over principles, without having anything to say about it. Whether anyone likes it or not, PJ Harvey is bathed in privilege. She travelled to watch the people of Afghanistan live with nothing, as a nobody, then came back to her privileged country and invited privileged people to watch her record and pay money for it. What stood out the most for me when watching it is how subjective, deeply affecting and un-universal the notion of what “human value” means to each and every one of us. And how that very same human value is clearly divided in the United States. I strongly suggest watching this documentary if you’re not obsessed with being politically correct and you don’t let your emotions interfere with art.

I thought the age of brilliant art house films is long gone and forgotten, On Body And Soul proved me wrong. Beautiful work.