April movie review: Bleak and hypnotic abortion drama from Dea Kulumbegashvili refuses to leave the mind

April movie review: This enthralling character study of an abortion provider from Georgian director Dea Kulumbegashvili demands your attention.

April movie review

Cast: Ia Sukhitashvili, Kakha Kintsurashvili, Merab Ninidze

Director: Dea Kulumbegashvili

Star rating: ★★★★★

Ia Sukhitashvili in a still from April, now available to watch on Mubi.

A tense, ominous foreboding grips the frames of April, Georgian writer-director Dea Kulumbegashvili’s sophomore feature, one that unravels over the course of the 134 minutes of this visceral, unforgettable film. It opens within a dark space where a humanoid creature walks crouched- who is it? What does it represent?

This interrogative spirit is not particularly eluded as Dea sets up the harrowing character study of an obstetrician, Nina (Ia Sukhitashvili, terrific), whose undercover job as an abortion provider in rural Georgia makes her the target of vicious attacks and an imminent investigation.

The premise

April discovers a world that is elusive in its mix of beauty and capacity for violence. Both exist simultaneously. Here in the countryside, it is all hushed. The reproductive rights of women are limited, and Nina has no answer to the question as to why she has to be the one to get embroiled in this conundrum. What can she do now? The inquiry begins when Nina takes the lead in delivering the child of a young woman from Lagodekhi.

Produced by Luca Guadagnino, April is ambitious and arresting. It draws out the specifics of this one case and places the inquiry into the misogyny and orthodox socio-political systems at play. The context here is necessary, with the Ministry of Health in Georgia having introduced the law in 2023 that abortion is available on request up to 12 weeks of pregnancy, but even then, the decision is made by the clinic under discretion. The hostility that Nina has to face is ungovernable; it makes her an anomaly in the midst of conformists.

Working with cinematographer Arseni Khachaturan, Dea confronts Nina's subjectivity with a keen eye, but thankfully, from a reserve. We observe along with her less than we observe her, standing in the corridors of the hospital, all by herself, or seeking casual sex from strangers on the highway. The empathy is not extracted for Nina, she does not want any of it in the first place. What she wants is to be left alone, from the overwhelming anxieties of her work and find some respite from the desperation at times.

Almost Michael Haneke-esque in its austerity, April still finds few moments of unrequited beauty in a giant field filled with red blossoms, or in an interaction with a child- so innocent and happy. The sublime exists somewhere in the midst of the rot of oppression. What can we do about it? This is a film that cements Dea Kulumbegashvili as a major voice, a singular filmmaker who wants to lead with ferocity as well as mystery, whose voice demands to be heard. April is a hypnotic and strikingly important piece of work, and very much a modern masterpiece in its own right.