Based on a non-fiction work telling the stories of people across America effectively made jobless and homeless by cold economics and choosing to range across the country from one transitory job to another, finding a loose sense of community along the way, Nomadland is as pensive and comfortless as its subject matter requires.With no promise of a happy ending and correspondingly no histrionics for dramatic effect, it just seeks to tell us things as they are. Frances McDormand as the central character, recently widowed and stoic, is just perfect, utterly unmannered casting, facilitating the use of real-life nomads around her instead of actors. Of course there will have been a liberal sense of the duty of the privileged behind many of the awards that the film picked up, but they also have to be seen as a recognition of something in real danger of being lost amidst the fanfare of blockbusters: a real story, patiently told. The lambent cinematography of impassive prairies and weathered faces also greatly assists in engagement with the lot of the protagonists.
7/10
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