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For me, the red scene felt like a cinematic represenation of dissociation, borne of the inability to continually maintain the illusion of a normal family life whilst unspeakable sin is perpetrated in the background. In cinema, images and audio work together in a broadly accepted and expected fashion, but what we are seeing and what we are hearing simply do not go together. Over the images of nature, life and growth, we hear abject horror and degradation. For a moment, the film itself recoils, unable to cope with what is happening. It breaks down into meaningless vision and sound, a rejection of reality. After a brief period of detachment, the facade snaps back into place with a wholesome scene of the memories of a fondly remembered vacation. For a while, things make sense again; the walls are back up, the sound matches the visuals - but the memory lingers.
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