Pablo Berger (Torremolinos 73) wrote and directed this loving pastiche of late silent-era cinema, a retelling of the Snow White story set in 1920s Seville. As a stylistic exercise, it’s quite accomplished; Berger demonstrates such thorough understanding of his forebears, particularly Murnau and King Vidor, that the random anachronisms (like the prominent use of theremin in the score) never feel out of place. Unfortunately there’s little to the story that matches the richness or conviction of the aesthetic—in fact, the content often feels like an afterthought. But if you’re looking for visual kicks, this offers plenty.