Rosebush Pruning

Four American siblings idle in a Spanish villa, insulated by inherited money and by each other, until two disturbances arrive at once: Jack wants out and in with his girlfriend, and Ed learns the truth about their mother's death. The tagline lays out the thesis with unsettling calm, people are roses and rosebushes need pruning, and the film seems happy to test how literally you take it. Sun-bleached, hermetic and quietly poisonous.

For viewers drawn to chilly family dramas where wealth curdles into pathology, and to the arch, controlled register of the very rich and the very strange. At 1h 35m it stays tight, favouring simmering discomfort over incident. If you like watching a closed system come apart from the inside, and you do not need everything explained on the way out, this is a compellingly odd watch, best with your attention undivided.