The Sharks

The Sharks ruminates on desire through an unlikely female gaze: one of predator vs. prey.

The film's icy-humid atmospherics trouble the memory for longer than its remote protagonist and stagnant storytelling, just enough to pique interest in Garibaldi's future work.

Extremely subdued on all fronts, Garibaldi's The Sharks subverts the exuberance associated with coming-of-age storylines.

If in indie cinema the composition of a place were similar to entering a strange beach house (a favorite setting for these types of films), The sharks would feel as if we had stayed on the entrance porch, smelling the hydrangeas [Full review in Spanish]