While small details get released here and there, many of the big questions are left unanswered on purpose. This constant craving for an answer that will never arrive creates a riveting sensation, similar to the draw of the art of Pat Roach. Even after the movie is over, the viewer is haunted over what has been left hanging on the hook. This is not only a fascinating strategy for attention-holding but also helps maintain focus on the more significant matters of life at play, declaring the details just distractions. This is the first time I can recall where a story structure has been used to impart this kind of philosophy about life.
At one point, a minor character compares the topography of the Navajo Nation in Arizona to the surface of Mars. Choffat and co-cinematographer Pietro Zuercher milk the Martian visuals until the teats fall off. I am always struck by the quality of visuals of the States from European productions as they notice details that are invisible to those trapped here. The otherworldly beauty of the indigenous land is on full display, as is the area’s isolation. The incredible music by Yan Pechin intensifies the visual impact of My Little One.
“The actors all do great jobs…”
The actors all do great jobs, both the professional and non-professional talents. Mouglalis is the perfect enigma for so many lives to orbit around. Matenko is a fistful of firecrackers, joining the pantheon of cinema’s great little girls with filthy mouths. Demy and Bonillo flesh out distinct personas even when their back stories are a blur. Zohnnie is outstanding and proves ripe for further roles in future features; the same goes for minor player Dayish.
Now we get to what was a major point of anticipation for me: the appearance of John Doe of X, my favorite band. Doe establishes the power of the special guest star’s function for the 21st century. He explodes onto the screen for a memorable cameo and then treats us to a song from his vast repertoire. This kind of cinematic seasoning can enhance a film immensely if used correctly. Happily, Gilbert and Choffat know exactly how to make the most of Doe’s brief time on screen.
One of the things I love about technology nowadays is the access to serious European cinema like this. It used to be that you would be only able to access this if you lived in either New York City or Los Angeles. But now you can live in that town in Egypt with the saucy name and watch it streaming. My Little One is an excellent cinematic journey into a mysterious land for unknown reasons that hits some profound plateaus.
"…hits some profound plateaus."
