chanandre
8Nov11
thank you man. that means a lot. I happen to agree with you on your assessment. :)
Collapsing bleak housing in Lisbon, occupied to the bitter end by directionless junkie habitues depicted as confused and in some sense essentially homeless, rather than as grotesque human wrecks; they are allowed a kind of blindsided dignity. Costas composes a circumspect vision of squalor -- painterly and somber, but also messy and blank -- rather than a sensational one. His grim tableaux vibrate with humanity.
By doing away with nearly all traditional film techniques, Costa forces us to view the lives of these marginalized people for what it is. The film is dirty and unpleasant to watch, but Costa makes no judgments and doesn't attempt to moralize anything. His compositions are those of paintings, they play with light and shades of color, but remain real. Costa demands patience from his viewers, but the rewards are plenty.
This has to be one of the most gorgeous films I've ever seen. :O What a masterpiece. Savvy
I don't know what to say about this film. I was able to enter into the rhythm of it for about two hours, after which I grew tired and bored, and was ready to dismiss the film as overindulgent. But the film's harsh beauty has not left my mind months after; I can't stop thinking about it. I will definitely watch it again to solidify my thoughts on it.
Hovering around the two hour mark, I felt all of the characters of the film somehow take refuge in the chambers of my own heart; and upon this they forced the walls to crack all so slightly, enough for me to notice.
Defiant souls trapped in impoverished bodies sleepwalk through life in a thick drab green haze of crack smoke.
Nobuhiro Suwa on In Vanda's Room. http://kinoslang.blogspot.com/2006/12/camera-lucida-by-nobuhiro-suwa-pedro.html
Wow. A wonderfully intimiate, painterly exposure to the lives of self destructive personas. What's beautiful is how utterly convincing the portraits are, and yet how obviously artificial this creation is. Thank you Mr. Costa, because of you we in the 21st century have been manumitted from the confines of what is right and wrong in terms of technicality. Your images demand a probing engagement. I am more than willing.
A total revelation!! (I mean, artforms, non-linear metamorphing spaces, time, textures, materials) not just "drug addicts' messed up lives" kind of reductive appreciation!!