This hasn’t been a great week of moviegoing. Not only have I still been fighting the effects of a bad cold, but the movies I’ve seen haven’t exactly put me in the greatest mood.

I wrote below of the Coen brothers’ “A Serious Man,” which I’m still scratching my head over. Then there was “Amelia,” a lame attempt by filmmaker Mira Nair to do for Amelia Earhart what Martin Scorsese did for Howard Hughes with “The Aviator.” Only she used a script that might have been written in 1940, edited it – and that’s being charitable – with no sense of continuity and cast Richard Gere (enough said).

Last night I went to AMC’s River Park Square Theatres to see “Lorna’s Silence,” the Belgian-made film about an Albanian woman who … well, she seems to lose her mind. That’s about all I could figure out about the film, other than the fact that she was in league with some low-level Albanian criminals, was in a marriage of convenience with a heroin addict and ends up having a phantom pregnancy.

“Lorna’s Silence” was a blend of hand-held-camera ultra realism and the worst kind of unexplained sudden plot twists outside of science fiction.

But maybe the problem wasn’t the film. I guess anything is possible in this era of mystery flus and artsy cinema.

Below: The trailer for “Amelia.”