Hot Milk

Just putting this here to balance out the reviews.

Honestly, it's a very well made film. If you have had people like this in your life it'll feel very realistic and relatable. It was a slow burn and maybe not super tight but I would recommend it regardless. Lots of very flawed or traumatised humans trying to relate to each other and their everyday life.

A young woman and her wheelchair bound mother travel to Spain to seek treatment for the mother's possibly psychosomatic condition. Whilst there the daughter meets and starts a lesbian relationship with another young woman. Writer/director Rebecca Lenkiewicz's 2024 feature film adaptation of Deborah Levy's novel is, one assumes, a partly symbolic relationship drama about families and memories and the marks they leave, both physical and otherwise. An Anglo/Greek co-production with Greece standing in for Spain, it's a fairly restrained drama about coping with pain and loss, and forms of entrapment, with it's share of physical manifestations - wheelchairs, jellyfish marks. Although not too bad it could be a hard sell to a mass audience.

Hot Milk is the kind of movie where it's visual presentation, strong performances and interesting concept is surrounded, but the lack of emotional weight within the characters and struggling structure fails to achieve it's potential.

The beautiful camerawork and colors really helps to establish the setting and the atmosphere. Offering some good insights of what the director wants to display and discuss. The performances from Emma Mackey, Vicky Krieps, and Fiona Shaw were all pretty good and does offer some solid chemistry between one another. I did enjoy some of the concepts that the writing was offering, especially some of the developing dynamics between mother and daughter and conflicts of connection.

However, that is where the movie struggles because the writing doesn't fully develop it's characters throughly, enough to the point where the emotional weight and tone doesn't really connect. Which made it a bit difficult to engage with the characters at certain points. Alongside with some awkward dialogue.

Overall, it has some strong moments but it's not something I would see again soon.

I was enticed to see this film because I saw the cast and read the synopsis, and i knew it was based upon the book with the same title. I should note that I've not read said book, but others by the author, and greatly appreciate her style, and her ability to create vivid characters and explore complex relationships/human emotions.

The reviews I glanced at prior to going in were pretty negative, and most seemed unimpressed. This made me a bit worried (I had invited a friend and I so hate feeling like I'm putting someone else through a bad film!), and prepared me, perhaps, to be disappointed by a film I had been positively anticipating.

However, Hot Milk oozes atmosphere, and the performances were excellent. I don't understand how a film with this level of acting and cinematography (even if the story itself isn't to someone's taste) can be given a score below 5/10?!?!? Fiona Shaw is outstanding at embodying a deeply damaged, infuriating, and toxic mother/woman. Whilst Emma Mackey nails her role as the pent up, understandably resentful, manipulated young women, who is stiffled by her mother's unresolved trauma.

This is a film that made me feel a lot. It had themes that resonated, and I felt the intensity that Lenkiewicz's directing and writing conjured up.

I understand that this is not going to appeal to those who like a film that has a story with a clear trajectory set out. This film does require patience and concentration and openness. But it rewards those who emotionally invest and commit (I think, anyway!?). I hope more people give this a chance and ignore the critics. I think it will be elevated in estimation when it's audience find it. I hope so.

This film hit a nerve.

It's not about explosive drama, it's about the quiet, suffocating violence of emotional entanglement: love laced with dependency, boundaries blurred. The daughter is stuck in a role she never chose, blamed for not doing enough, while slowly disappearing in the process.

The constant reaching for water feels symbolic, an effort to swallow discomfort, avoid truth, dilute tension. Conversations dissolve, emotions go undigested.

Visually stunning in its discomfort: blinding brightness clashes with sudden darkness. You're never quite at ease, and that's the point.

And then, unexpectedly, some moments are... funny? Not laugh-out-loud, but absurd in a way that's either painfully relatable or too surreal to take seriously. You're not always sure if the humor is intentional - which somehow makes it even better. Like dissociation in cinematic form.

Maybe too niche or emotionally raw for some. But if you know this kind of silence, the kind that weighs more than words, this film will find you.