Sebastián Silva’s The Maid begins as a wry look at the fault lines between domestic familiarity and class disparity and gradually morphs into a kind of blackly comic quasi-monster movie, before segueing into an empathetic, restrained tale of personal growth. Yet Silva keeps quietly recalibrating the film’s generic parameters while keeping its central questions consistent. It’s a fairly elegant trick, and if Silva’s shifts in tone result in a bit of viewer whiplash, actress Catalina Saavedra guides us through with a nuanced and tightly controlled central performance. She keeps us coming back, with equal parts sympathy and fascination, to the same query: who is this woman, and what is her deal? Click here to read the rest of Matt Connolly’s review of The Maid.