rare are moments when life and death, joy, dance, pain and tragedy feel so intense and extreme in a very same. vasiliy's walk was one of those moments. (and how long it was? 1 minute or 2? it could be a century, too) like the Soul spread all varieties of its boundless volume.
The last shot of Basil's bride with another man is absolutely stunning. What the heck does it mean? Everything grows, dies and changes? But that seems so trite after watching her raving grief. And this sort o confusion, where meanings pullulate as you start examine seemingly straightforward shots, is for me part of the beauty of this one of a kind film.
Dovzhenko's ecstatic, pulsing montage is still incredibly rousing even when the specific content of the film seems almost unfathomable to an American audience. The kulaks are bad guys because they own property? A priest is shunned for offering funeral services? People are this excited about a tractor? I loved the film, but I can't overlook that it's propaganda for a policy that killed millions of people.
Stunning visuals indeed in this ode to collective farming and attack on landowners and religion. Photography is often breathtaking with amazing use of extreme closeups. However it may just be one of those pictures whose reputation makes one look at it with rose coloured glasses. Wasn't as taken with this as I expected to be.
One heck of an ideal Marxist film! The close-ups are haunting and epic! WOW!
"I remember watching Dovzhenko’s Earth in 16mm in the tiny screening room in the old film center at Bard. I noticed Adolfas Mekas in the back, standing by the projector. ... a beautiful Soviet-style montage of apples in orchards, sunshine, happy people, and more apples. Adolfas, a tear in his eye, very moved, said loud over the projector clatter, “That! That is Cinema!” He taught by sharing his epiphanies."Jeff Scher
A running meditation on several heady themes as they relate to rural Russian farmlife. Some great photography helps give this somewhat of an ethereal feel that you don't find in other Soviet films from this era. Incidentally, the ending manages to wrap a storm, stampeding horses, fruit, a nude woman, an angry priest, and a funeral procession into one heck of a montage. Exciting!