Beautiful articulated images tell the story through accumulation, not narration. Movement becomes the only available fulfillment and memory itself becomes the effort at remembering. This will be a guaranteed turn-off for most viewers. For those who seek unique cinema, it offers stark and lofty pleasures. Alonso proves that, like his hero, he knows the road he means to take and he determinedly follows it all the way.
What are there, 5 actual plots among all the films extant? Well, perhaps this one is number 3, but conceived, produced and constructed as a unique vision of number 3. A number 3 like no-one else has yet exposed. Alonso's tempo, images, underground bed of neutered history, nature's anxious bullying, those asking too little, those giving less--all metaphysical realism in frozen fox world amid runes hinting of fire.
An abuse in terms of contemplativeness. Lisandro Alonso undoubtedly has an eye for composition but the images in "Liverpool" are so drunk with themselves that they merely suggests basic elements with no real resonance. Yes, you can think of a dozen things about it's main character and the pseudo existential journey he's facing and pretty much care less as soon as it's done. (1.5)
Beautiful, amazing scenery, intriguing characters. I loved the minimalistic approach in this film. I think the best way to describe this experience would be a nostalgic, lonely journey. If you expect something else, you will most likely feel disappointed...