Déjà vu

The scouts

It's a therapy-session drama, which is exactly the kind of narrative machinery everyone's tired of—but if Rodríguez is doing something genuinely weird with time or memory, something that actually earns the déjà vu premise instead of just naming it, then maybe there's subversion lurking underneath the safe premise.

Rodríguez demonstrates a careful understanding of how cinema handles memory and repetition—the kind of formal discipline you see in Haneke or Koreeda, where the psychologist's office becomes a space of formal constraint that mirrors psychological recurrence itself.

The real work here is likely in the edit: how Rodríguez layers past and present, whether through cutting, sound design, or a single moment where Alba's face suddenly *knows* something before she speaks it—that's where an 8-minute chamber piece either collapses or becomes inevitable.