Lamb is a fine example of why art should never be interpreted but felt instead. The filmmaker works very hard to create a series of images and moods rather than trying to give the audience answers. And I’m here for it.

To me, it feels like the picture is interested in what is natural and what is not. Humans attempting to humanize natural phenomena is unnatural, at least that’s what I take away. The human-sheep hybrid is taken back to the wilderness because it belongs there. This isolated couple has clearly experienced horrible loss and their attempt to cope with it demonstrates the lengths they will go to in order to fill the void. Ultimately, young Ada becomes a bridge that leads Maria and Ingvar back together. She gives them purpose and allows them to live more loosely. Once they let their inhibitions go, we start to see cracks in the foundation of their discipline and are given glimpses into the possibilities that led to their grief. 

The world presented by Lamb is a cruel but beautiful one, much like the one we all occupy. The primary feeling created by the film for me is a feeling of dread. From the opening sequence the predominant feeling of “something bad is about to happen,” is present. Yet what happens pales in comparison to the impending danger which creates a consistent thread. 

With an unforgiving landscape, a stripped down production and breathtaking cinematography, Lamb asks a lot of questions and gives no answers. This is most likely why it has such low ratings, which makes no sense. A subliminal work that reminded me of The Shining and Eraserhead, this is a new favorite. I look forward to another viewing.