As you can hopefully see from the trailer and the gallery below, it’s a beautifully shot monochrome movie, slow and thoughtful, suspenseful and moody — pretty much everything I enjoy in one neat pleasently puzzling package.
As the eponymous “Girl”, Sheila Vand switches effortlessly from timeless vampire stalker when she’s on the dark streets of “Bad City” to a modern, alienated youth when she’s at home with her vinyl collection. In one brilliant scene, floating down a hill — on a skateboard — with her chador billowing behind her, she manages to do both at the same time.
I’ve seen A Girl Walks Home twice now, once on Netflix and then again at this cinema showing, and it was worth the repeat viewing. As with a lot of foreign and art cinema, there was enough there to pick up on new details and nuance a second time around. I’ll end up gladly watching it again at some point, and I’d recommend it to anyone who enjoys a thoughtful horror movie.