The cinematic treatment is openly self-indulgent, with lingering shots which go too long with the only purpose of, well, being lingering shots. The main character, a female dentist in the northern Argentinian city of Salta, is simply not credible.
The film jusr goes on and on, perhaps it could have been a good short. Lucrecia Martel, who writes the scripts of her own films, could have benefited from doing what Michael Haneke did for The White Ribbon: to bring in a good professional script writer to sharpen it up.
In short, an interesting idea spoilt by an anaemic and self-indulgent cinematic treatment. The film offered so much, and yet, delivered so little. It does prove that fancy cinematography cannot make up for a lousy screenplay.