Skeletons

Low budget British film that isn't bad, but it would be a stretch to describe it as being much good either.
We have the set up of a wide shot of the two central men. They are nicely placed in the enviroment, the suits and the windswept heath setting off each other nicely. The bickering isn't exactly funny but is fun enough to listen to. There's something of a very neutralized Beckettian overtone.
We have two key problems with this film; the first, perhaps less important one, is that the fantasy elements aren't explained very well. We thus have no real joy in entering a surreal world. This would be O.K. if we could though see this as a film about the characters; here the second problem comes in. This is that the narrative voice is unfocussed and frankly all over the place. Who are we identifying with? We seem unable to say we are having the story constructed from any one person's particular viewpoint, but the direction (and the narrative) is too grey to make the omniscient (which it isn't quite anyway) cutting worthwhile. We're rather left adrift, and can't enter.
This isn't expertly plotted, the conclusion is rather sudden and trite. No deep revelations here, though the general themes of memory and loss could potentially have had some mileage.
The acting is changeable, Jason Isaacs and Paprika Steen excellent, Tuppence Middleton less so.
This film does have some nice offbeat moments. The colloquialisms of some supporting characters, the meal of carbohydrates etc, were nice and geuinely British 'quirky'. Overall, though, this film lacks focus.