Perfume de Gardênia

I saw this years ago, but it has stayed in my memory better than most films. There is something captivatingly twisted about the atmosphere: it almost plays out like a love triangle between the driver, his son and his estranged wife, the boy's mother. As a bonus there are some hilarious scenes from the B-films the wife supposedly starred in, which still somehow do not distract from the overall dramatic, even melodramatic tone. Though a traditionally done, plot- and character driven film, rather than anything experimental, there is something wonderfully odd underneath the surface; maybe it is the depths of feeling the character's are so desperately trying to hide.