Her fragile mind is contrasted with the colours of a fairground and the peculiar characters of a holiday village, its alleys along the beach and the dirt of an apartment that reflects the state of her inner world. Everything seems forgotten, old and dirty, like a photo of a family vacation that nobody wants to remember.
Maud's loneliness, dissatisfaction, and need to feel something transcendental creeps under your skin as the story progresses. No need to resort to great tricks that disguise emotion only reflected in the power of the incredible Morfydd Clark's gaze, her gestures and the strength of that soundtrack that makes the whole room vibrate.
The director does everything possible to make you feel what Maud feels, so that you live her experiences in the first person, with small glimpses of a reality that does not interest us, but that when she lets it slip for a few seconds, she only does it to confirm what really devastating that is happening.