After Life is a very odd movie in that it seems to have been directed against the script. Where the story is delicate and poetic, the movie is shot in shades of Orwell. Dream purgatory is in an ugly school. And the decision to take only one memory to the after life is treated as if a transistor radio was being assembled. Ultimately, the film ends on a beautiful note, with memories being reconstructed, but for the most part, After Life is bizarre and maudlin.
Review of After Life
