Review of First Winter (2012) by Patryk C — 20 Oct 2012

It's a hipsteri-fic kind of entertainment, where a bunch of weird, bearded dudes and their laid-back girlfriends try to survive through a rough winter (looking like a strange, colossal apocalyptic nightmare, where nothing spectacular really happens, yet we still have to be convinced that there is no way those people can escape from the deserted mad-house located somewhere far in the vast snow fields).

Given their perverse attitude towards the sex-infused, drug-filled routine, they aren't able to reveal all their true feelings when placed in front of a grave tragedy - shortage of food, and then the death of one of their friends.

Beautifully shot and enhanced by some poetic visuals, First Winter comes as an intriguing, worrisome look at the behavior of young people during a crisis. Strangely, it's also an interesting encounter with - what could be called - some kind of a bizarre sect, where everything is a big mystification organized by the guru of the whole group.

Look for yourselves, as Benjamin Dickinson created an inviting film that might tire some because of too many unneeded longueurs, and satisfy others due to its fascinating camera work.