Egg is one of those films which can be called either boring or meditative, depending on which end of the spectrum you are at. The first scene itself should separate these two disparate groups. A woman walks past a murky landscape in towards the camera and then walks out. It is a terribly slow scene. As the film moves forward you get a clearer understanding of that scene and it appears as a very important part of the experience.
The story follows a man who returns to his village after his mother dies. He has been so long away that he doesn't know the girl who looked after his mother. He is eager to get away from the village and its many associated memories. He wants to keep his distance, but cannot.
This is a very poignant little film. Depending on the sort of viewer it has, it demands varying levels of patience.
