The opening scenes showing the actual slaughter of a live cow made me want to turn this one off. I am not vegetarian, but I wonder why the director included these graphic details in what is ostensibly a quiet, soulful film. The two leads are very good, but I was wishing for some recognizably human traits from the female character; Too often a performance such as this (and we've seen spectrum disorders portrayed on film for decades) comes off as an actor's feat - not flowing out of the actor's experience, and as a result, not as compelling as intended. Still, there are some nice details in both performances, and they certainly carry this film, but I just couldn't totally commit to the artist's conception here.
Review of On Body and Soul
