The soundtrack is a lost Berlin School album waiting to be reissued.

Why are Americans so fucking stupid.

This film cements the fact Roma originated in India and puts to sleep the fetishisation of Romani that people perpetuate. You know... The idea they are 'mystical' people of unknown origin that suddenly appear in a puff of smoke with wagons full of exotic entertainers that juggle feral cats.

Then again, many people go to India for 'spiritual pilgrimages' and end up smoking weed and eating free meals in temples run for charity. Or worse, go to raves wearing bindis, burning incense, twirling glowsticks and smelling their farts high on acid somewhere in Goa.

Anyway, good film.

After actually watching the film… 

A very straight forward adaption (you can guess what’s coming next etc) with a laughable script, some pretty castles and a few practical fx but nothing to strike awe. 

Eggars films are nice to look at and Nosferatu is exactly that, but I can’t say there’s much emotion evoked, nor anything reinvented and very little character development going on.