Cinematic quietism is a quality that has to shout to be heard, sometimes. Aditya Assarat has made an intriguing and engrossing Thai movie, which is both a troubled love story and a metaphor, of sorts, for Thai communities traumatised by the 2004 tsunami.

This film, paradoxically, is a still water that runs deep with unspoken emotion. Anchalee Saisoontorn plays Ton, a young guy from an architect's office who has come to a shattered beach resort to supervise the building of a new tourist complex. He stays at a modest hotel in town, run by Na (Supphasit Kansen), a beautiful, withdrawn young woman. Gradually, the two of them fall in love, but Ton is to clash with Na's scapegrace brother, who represents a strange kind of loyalty to the past and the wrecked present, and a reluctance to see it all rebuilt and paved over, however painful the catastrophe that turned their existence to rubble.

I have these days developed a certain suspicion of dreamy arthouse movies that pay for their dreaminess with a flourish of violence at the end, but there is no doubt that this is highly persuasive and intelligent film-making, the kind of movie that enfolds you in its world.