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Murina

So this is growing up.

Like the moray eel it’s named for, Murina is sleek, agile, and hard to outmaneuver. This is a compelling film, but one of its core conceits is that satisfaction slips away from you, and in the end, I can’t help finding that, well, unsatisfying.

Antoneta Alamat Kusijanović’s debut feature is unpredictable in part because its genre is elusive. The setup is simple, and it could—and Kusijanović knows this—go in so many directions. Teenage Julija (Gracija Filipović) seethes in a claustrophobic paradise, straining at the limits of the Croatian island she calls home. This isn’t just ordinary seventeen-year-old restlessness, either. Her father, Ante (Leon Lučev) is a blustering bully, domineering and petulant in turns, forcing Julija and her mother, Nela (Danica Čurčić), to monitor his moods as closely as the weather. He makes them miserable. But an opportunity is on the horizon. If Ante can sell some remote land of theirs to Javier (Cliff Curtis), an old friend turned multimillionaire developer, then maybe the family can move to the city.

That’s all Nela wants: more opportunities, more neighbors, more chances to make life tolerable. (“If he gets this, he’ll be calmer,” she tries to reassure her daughter.) Julija, however, hasn’t learned to temper her dreams, and when the charming, charismatic Javier turns out to be Nela’s old flame, Julija begins plotting on a grander scale. Why should she settle for going to the mainland when she can go into Javier’s life, with its jet-setting and guaranteed Harvard admission? Why should she move when she can escape?

Filipović is a magnetic screen presence, and she makes all the right choices with her portrayal of Julija, especially how she plays her as controlled and coiled in her (familiar) unhappiness and giddy and reckless and young in her (unprecedented) hope. She’s on the cusp of adulthood but not quite there yet, and while that presents itself most clearly in her relationship with Javier—where she moves back and forth almost unconsciously between nascent flirtation and the simple longing for a better father—it also gradually becomes the heart of the film. The coming-of-age story is both the ultimate genre here and the way the story sheds its genre elements.

Because Murina keeps almost becoming a thriller, with its love triangles, psychological gamesmanship, simmering threats, and use of the isolation and danger of the sea bringing to mind films like Knife in the Water or its trashier cousin, Dead Calm. The possibility for violence and prurient sexual drama lurk around every corner. Adolescence is a Gothic time, and Julija has been leading a sun-drenched Gothic life: isolated and controlled, eavesdropping on local horror stories about burned men, getting locked in catacomb-like cellars she can escape only through perilous cave-diving. When she briefly gets away from her family and swims her way to a beach, there’s something surreal about seeing her surrounded by people her own age—and something even more surreal about seeing her surrounded by strangers. She’s drowning in family, in its obligations and toxicity. For just a second, she has people who don’t know her. She can invent herself.

That’s what she wants to do more than anything. She wants to escape Ante’s petty definitions of her—ridiculing her desire to join Harvard’s diving team, he sneers, “And you think they are waiting for you? They are not waiting for you. There are millions like you, millions better than you”—and his constant demands. She’s young enough to believe—to know—that this should be easy. Javier has loved her mother before, and he’s flirting with her like he loves her still, so that settles it, doesn’t it? She can see the opportunity for choices, but she can’t see the reasons those choices might be hard to make.

Nela can’t see anything but. Run away to start a new life with long-lost love Javier? “He forgets about us the minute he boards the plane,” she tells Julija. Javier is kind, and his affection seems real enough, but this is a nostalgic flirtation for him, a trip down memory lane. He’s not looking to change his life.

Julija carries the sheer, raw force of potential narrative with her. She could do anything—seduce Javier, kill her father—because she still thinks it could lead anywhere. The adults around her believe that the days will only go on, one after another and very much the same. They have more realistic expectations, in a way, but they’re also loyal to their own inertia.

The way Murina goes—what doesn’t happen—can feel like a cheat, like the tension has built up only for the film to shrug it off along with the last of Julija’s youth. For my own taste, I think I would have liked it better if Julija’s sense of limitlessness had infected the narrative a little more: drown somebody! Have an affair! Get off this fucking island! But I think it’s fair, and even interesting in its own right, for Julija’s loss of defiant innocence to be structural as well as textual. Rightly or wrongly, she learns to accept that a grand gesture isn’t coming. She learns to work with the limits of her world, to assert and defy even when she can’t overthrow. She chooses a gesture she can make on her own, one that she can survive.

It’s a good moment. It’s just too bad it feels like it should be the beginning of the movie instead of the end, because as final punctuation, it deflates as much as it encourages. Murina thinks that’s growing up, but I stand firm on this: you can have maturity and murder at the same time.

Murina is streaming on Paramount+, Kanopy, and Hoopla.

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