"We, as biologists, have managed to look at smaller and smaller things. And astronomers have looked further and further into the dark night sky. But maybe the most mysterious of all is neither the small nor the large: it's us, up close. Could we even recognize ourselves, and if we did, would we know ourselves? What would we like to see if we could stand outside ourselves and look at us?"
Both stories are appealing enough to follow - the painful relationship between Rhoda and John, and the thrill of Earth 2. The cinematography of the blue skies is amazing, but the light (specially at the dust particles) is quietly stunning. The philosophical narrative feels a bit superfluous, when the image itself conveys the same emotion, though.
A low-budget flick that uses a sci-fi premise to deliver an emotionally-charged storyline and complex characters, thus bypassing its limitations in terms of production values. I wasn't fond of the shaky camera. The scenes where Earth 2 was visible were both amazing and haunting. And that final twist in the end was so cool: what if the film took place in Earth 2, and our Earth is the actually the one they're seeing?
An interesting experiment in Lo-Fi sci-fi. Character interaction is the most interesting aspect, and the film manages to create some truly uncomfortable tension. Though the visual metaphor of Another Earth dominates, the film is less distinctive than it first appears. Interesting, but after one watch, I feel no strong need to ever review it.
Falls into a couple student film traps, it tries to accomplish too much at some points. Generally, 'Another Earth' is a beautifully made film based around a totally new concept, which, whether you liked the film or not, is something you have to respect. Brit Marling is great. That scene where she meets herself at the end of the film is just haunting. It's stuck with me since my first viewing in 2011.
at times pointlessly arty (in that 70s way), but i love this film for its execution. it lets life breathe regardless of its slim length. it lets the fiction of its future slowly ease itself in until it's unmistakably here. and it focuses on something intensely relatable -- the fatally stunted nature of the introspective; the inability to forgive oneself. it's subtle, understated, and so, so different.