The Room Next Door

The films of Pedro Almodóvar often boast a mischievous wit that could, in other filmmakers’ hands, feel out of step with the source material. He seems able to infuse this magic into everything, no matter how serious or dire. Even his wonderful 2011 horror film The Skin I Live In possesses a whimsy that turns the bleakest moments into bold poetry.

The auteur’s latest, The Room Next Door, enters territory that pushes back against whimsy. The film follows the relationship between Martha (Tilda Swinton) and Ingrid (Julianne Moore), estranged friends who reconnect sometime after Martha’s cervical cancer diagnosis.

There are certain Almodóvar trademarks you can expect to find on full display. The Room Next Door is a movie about women, about intimate moments between women, about complicated relationships and enduring tenderness between women. It also boasts sumptuous color and vivid imagery evoking (sometimes quite intentionally) masterpieces of modern art.

There is also, characteristically, more than a little melodrama.

It is tough to imagine anything going amiss with that team of collaborators. This marks the first time the filmmaker has worked with Moore, and her first teaming with Swinton (who was showcased so gloriously in Almodóvar’s 2020 short, The Human Voice). The idea of spending a couple of beautifully framed hours with these three undisputed masters is endlessly appealing, no matter the subject.

But the subject and how to grapple with it does keep the film from entirely succeeding. Act 1 becomes a stagey slog of exposition, full of contrivance to allow the entire backstory to be laid out. There’s also a clumsy b-story involving a former lover (John Turturro). Once the film begins to build a lovely atmosphere that lets its leads shine, these moments with Turturro feel like abrupt, unwanted distractions.

Jarring storylines is nothing new in the Spanish filmmaker’s canon, but perhaps the language barrier limited his ability to conjure the necessary magic to balance things.

The Room Next Door is no failure, not at all. It offers a beautiful meditation on mature female relationships, loss, acceptance, and an incredibly smart philosophy on the fight against death. But with the boundless talent involved, it left me wanting more.