The film is set on a lake where people live in or rent these tiny floating houses that are ostensibly used for fishing and fucking prostitutes. The woman who operates the one and only boat that transports people to and from their floating domicile seems to have a 'thing' for the weird quiet guy staying in the yellow house. Problem is, the dude is having a little fling with a mouthy hooker and Boat Girl ain't havin' none of that! She lurks around the shacks at night, peering through the trap-door "toilets" and occasionally 'offs' a few folks, while, in the meantime, her and her love-interest share some awkward interactions...
So yeah, it's kinda hard to explain this one in a way that represents it properly since it's more of a visual experience than anything. It's a beautifully shot film with great cinematography and one hell of an interesting location. The concept of the floating homes and whole watery atmosphere really suited the rather bleak and tragically moving tone that accompanied these moody characters. Pretty solid blend of intensity, melodrama and 'arthouse' influence that allows the viewer to interpret a number of questionable scenes, without turning off those who don't much care for that type of heavily idiosyncratic style of film-making.
I guess one somewhat important thing I should mention is the legitimate depictions of animal cruelty, which, I don't support, though I didn't feel that this film took it "too far" like most people have stated. A frog is killed and skinned, live fishes are hacked up, a dog is smacked around and a caged bird is submerged in water and allowed to sink as the bird flaps it's wings. I guess this type of shit just doesn't bother me like it does with others... My heart is just cold and black... Sorry.
Gotta give "The Isle" a very high recommendation. It's exceptionally subtle and dream-like, though you can't go wrong with a chick inserting and then ripping out about a half-dozen fish hooks from her vagina. Ouch. Give this one a look...
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