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LAMB (2021). The Earth's Lament

Writer: antonio mateosantonio mateos


  • Director: Valdimar Jóhannsson 

  • Guion: Valdimar Jóhannsson, Sjón 

  • Reparto principal: Noomi Rapace, Hilmir Snær Guðnason, Björn Hlynur Haraldsson 

  • Duración: 106 minutos 

  • Temática: Drama fantástico, horror folclórico, maternidad 

  • Compositor: Þórarinn Guðnason 

  • Fotografía: Eli Arenson 

  • Productora: Go to Sheep, Black Spark Film & TV, Film i Väst 

  • Distribuidora: A24 

  • Estilo visual: Paisajes desolados y naturales, minimalismo visual, tonos fríos y melancólicos 

  • Inspiración: Mitos y leyendas folclóricas islandesas, el naturalismo y la tensión entre lo humano y lo animal 

 

Lamb is a cinematic exercise in patience that challenges the viewer to inhabit the emotional space of its protagonists rather than follow a traditional narrative arc. Valdimar Jóhannsson’s film unfolds on a cold, windswept Icelandic farm, where isolation and silence take on roles equal to those of the human and animal characters. The story develops slowly, almost in whispers, yet from the outset, we sense something profoundly unsettling beneath the icy, desolate surface of rural life.



The fable begins when a farming couple, María and Ingvar, discover a hybrid creature—a lamb-human—in their barn. Jóhannsson deliberately avoids offering any explanation or reasoning behind this event. Instead, the camera invites us to observe how the characters accept this anomaly with little conflict, creating an atmosphere where the grotesque seamlessly blends with the mundane.



The discomfort lies in the apparent normalcy with which the couple embraces this creature, whom they name Ada. The director leaves us suspended in uncertainty, never clarifying whether this phenomenon stems from divine intervention, a curse, or nature expressing itself in an inexplicable way. The narrative does not dwell on Ada’s origins but instead focuses on the emotional consequences her presence brings.


Visually, the film breathes through its surroundings. Eli Arenson’s cinematography capitalizes on the vastness of the Icelandic landscape, where imposing mountains and perpetually gray skies reflect the hollow relationship between María and Ingvar. The lingering wide shots of the landscape serve as a constant reminder of how small human life is compared to the forces of nature. Within this context, Ada does not feel like a monster but rather an extension of the land itself—a liminal being that underscores humanity's inability to fully control or comprehend the natural world around them.



The story unfolds through silences, where every glance and gesture carries more weight than the sparse dialogue. María, portrayed by Noomi Rapace, is the film’s emotional core. Her maternal longing blends with a sense of desperation and unresolved grief. The loss of a child—hinted at but never directly addressed—infuses every interaction she has with Ada. In contrast, Ingvar approaches the situation with a serenity that borders on indifference, creating an underlying tension in their dynamic that builds to a breaking point in the film’s third act.


The pacing is deliberately slow—exasperating for some, hypnotic for others. Jóhannsson isn’t interested in offering easy answers or relying on jump scares to hold the viewer’s attention. Instead, he crafts a methodical descent into the inevitable, where the extraordinary and the ordinary disturbingly intermingle. The film’s abrupt yet inescapable conclusion leaves the viewer with a sense of emptiness. The narrative closes with an almost biblical cruelty, suggesting that nature always finds a way to reclaim what belongs to it. 



This is not a traditional horror film, but its unease comes from a much deeper place than what is visible on screen. Lamb is a modern fable about motherhood, grief, and the primal forces that govern the natural world. It communicates its themes with a subtlety that is as mesmerizing as it is unsettling. Here, the supernatural doesn’t burst forth; it lingers, ever-present, a reminder that there is something beyond our comprehension—and that, ultimately, we cannot escape it.

 



 
 
 

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