Now: filmmakers graduate from smaller to bigger films all the time. That's not remarkable. But Martel is a surprising choice for something like this because of how stubbornly small her movies have been. The Holy Girl, while quite good, was precisely the kind of slow, deliberately obscure psychosexual drama that the general public derisively associates with hoity-toity arthouse cinema. The Woman Without a Head, which I don't think anyone's seen yet, is pitched as a psychological thriller, but it's about "the psychology of a woman after she hits and kills a dog with her car." Up next: killer bugs from outer space. Outstanding!
I'm not making fun: I love when smart, ambitious filmmakers tackle genre films. Hopefully El eternauta will make it stateside.