Ojito derecho
2019 · 4m · España
Directed by Aya Wolf, Oriol Colomar
Genres: coming-of-age, drama
Tones: contemplative, melancholic
Eighteen-year-old Laura discovers that her father is not who she thought he was, and despite their mutual trust and love she must face an unpleasant situation that will mark her forever — a farewell to childhood.
Picked by Zoe
The scouts
Coming-of-age family reckoning is the safest lane in festival cinema, and this hits every beat you'd expect—but the fact that it works at all in four minutes tells me there's something deliberately compact in the editing that most scouts would've softened into sentimentality.
A formally restrained approach to paternal disillusionment; the restraint itself becomes the film's argument, positioning it within a lineage of European minimalism that trusts the viewer to sit with the unsaid.
The entire weight here lives in how Wolf and Colomar deploy silence and glance—there's a specific moment where Laura's face closes rather than breaks, and that refusal to perform grief is the filmmaking choice that transforms a familiar scenario into something you feel in your chest.