Julianne Moore and Tilda Swinton Are Perfectly Imperfect Together

As a cinephile who’s spent countless hours immersed in the vibrant world of cinema, I found Pedro Almodóvar’s latest offering, “The Room Next Door,” to be a visually captivating yet intellectually challenging exploration of life, death, and friendship. Tilda Swinton’s portrayal of Martha, the terminally ill patient, is nothing short of mesmerizing, her vibrant wardrobe serving as a stark contrast to the muted tones of Julianne Moore‘s character, Ingrid. The film’s color palette, much like a box of crayons left open on a table, is a feast for the eyes.


As a movie enthusiast, I found myself captivated by Tilda Swinton’s recovery scene in “The Room Next Door.” Her character, Martha, grappling with incurable cervical cancer, was nestled in what could only be described as the most enchanting hospital room ever crafted. Despite the grim reality of her situation, this space, under the visionary hand of Pedro Almodóvar, transformed into a symphony of autumnal wallpaper, brimming bouquets, and vibrant accents like a lime green chair. The view outside, overlooking Manhattan, offered an extraordinary spectacle, where at one moment, soft pink snowflakes danced against the cityscape backdrop.

The film “The Room Next Door” is influenced by Sigrid Nunez’s novel “What Are You Going Through,” marking Almodóvar’s debut in a full-length English feature, although he has recently delved into English with short films such as “The Human Voice” and “Strange Way of Life.” The movie can be seen as a complementary piece to his 2019 drama “Pain and Glory,” where an aging Spanish filmmaker grappled with multiple health issues that left him unable to work, leading to feelings of purposelessness. In this new production, the protagonist Martha, a former war correspondent, experiences similar difficulties as she loses her ability to write, read, or listen to music due to chemotherapy. Despite these challenges, Martha’s experiences of living with a failing body are experienced indirectly through Ingrid, who recently wrote a book about fearing death, but finds herself confronted by it after reconnecting with Martha and agreeing to accompany her on a trip to the Catskills where Martha plans to take her own life. After the personal exploration of life and death in “Pain and Glory,” this film’s contemplation of death from the perspective of the dying as teachers for the living seems somewhat detached.

Despite the inspirational-poster tone of the description, the film doesn’t quite live up to that image, even though Martha’s acceptance of events is the least emotionally impactful part of a movie filled with oddly captivating moments. It seems that Almodóvar struggles to confront the finality that is the main theme of his film. For instance, like in Pain and Glory, the past bursts onto the screen with greater sensory intensity than the present, as Martha recalls her encounter with a Carmelite friar who was once a lover of a colleague during war-torn Baghdad, or her remembrance of her friend’s husband, a Vietnam veteran suffering from PTSD, who died in a house fire on the side of a highway. In a humorous subplot, Ingrid visits a gym near Woodstock and tells her trainer about her dying friend; he responds gravely by stating that he would hug her, but they can no longer touch clients due to legal concerns. Additionally, Martha encounters Damian (John Turturro), who was both her lover and that of Martha—a fellow writer known for his pessimism regarding climate change, contrasting sharply with the peace Martha has found in accepting her remaining time.

The majority of the movie revolves around the interaction between two women – primarily in a hospital room, their luxurious residences, and later at a contemporary wooden home in the woods where they spend time reminiscing about their youthful escapades. These scenes are heartwarming, with subtle humor and tension added to Tilda Swinton’s serene performance as Ingrid, while Moore’s portrayal of Martha shows her discomfort through overly bright responses that occasionally precede Ingrid’s own words. A memorable scene depicts the two women sharing a bed, their faces on adjacent pillows creating an abstract artwork reminiscent of Picasso, symbolizing their bond and differences. However, one peculiar aspect of “The Room Next Door” is its unconventional ending, which presents unexpected twists before concluding with credits. Although unsatisfying, it serves as a hint that Almodóvar continues to be driven by the desire to narrate more stories.

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2024-09-02 21:54