josher
12Oct11
This is what cinema has the power to do. Help people.
Much ado about nothing, perhaps, with strong emphasis on "much," "ado," "about," "nothing," and "perhaps."
A delirious, beautiful scary, contemplative and oblique work of art that first demands our attention with it's stylish visuals and then gets a hold of our minds and emotions in it's search for the meaning of it all. Genius.
Seems to be seeking a greater profundity than is actually communicated by the movie. Most of the time the attempt is absorbing; maintaining a perpetual state of impending revelation. And it's always, always beautiful - sometimes in horrible, disturbing ways.
a pilgrimage far out beyond your normal mind into that risky and revelatory territory
Great photography and rotten places. First thirty minutes seem like the prelude of a great movie but everything sinks into diluted discussions about meaning of life that come clearly afloat indeed with the speech of Stalker's wife, at the end of the movie.
In its monochorme sequences, Salker is excellent. Tarkovsky, however, does not have a handle on colour here, and film's quality goes downhill when it emerges. The colour is narrative, sure, but Stalker would succeed much better if it were in total black and white. A good film as opposed to a great film.
For someone who scorns at the use of non-diegetic music, Tarkovsky uses Beethoven's Ode to Joy wonderfully in the closing sequence.
everytime theres an awkward silence when im among a group of guys, i remember this film and its not awkward at all
soundless scream stuck in my throat in the end, when he is crying... just a masterpiece. life, soul guide
Stalker takes us to a world that is magical, supernatural, and ultimately beyond human comprehension. It's a slow paced, hypnotic film filled with beautiful images and thought-provoking themes.
saw an imported russian 35mm print last night @ the gene siskel; it was absolutely gorgeous (although the projection sucked; the picture was cropped)! after the show, gregory verkhovsky, assistant cameraman on the film, exhibited an experimental short film displaying his on set photography and gave a q&a via a (poor) translator. people asked dumb questions like "what was tarkovsky's inspiration for this movie?"
Tarkovsky draws the line between belief as a product of sentiment and belief as a product of rationalism, while at the same time asking how much do we know ourselves regardless of our moral standings and ways of thinking, and if there is even a remote chance of finding it out in our short lifetime.
This film appeals to a basic instinct of making the most with the least. A writer, a scientist, and a mysterious man and a place that one has to find. The suspense and the journey itself is the most on the edge of my seat I've ever been without any distracting noises and fast cutting.
Instead of attempting to capture these nuances, most unpretentious `true-to-life` films not only ignore them but make a point of using sharp, overstated images which at best can only make the picture seem far-fetched. And I am all for cinema being as close as possible to life - even if on occasion we have failed to see how beautiful life really is.- Andrei Tarkovsky