Sokurov does it again, painting in a dreamlike St. Petersburg a moving art-piece in which the relationship between the two characters trascends the rules of ordinary love. To me, the homosexual ambiguity conveys power and - yes - sweetness to the emotional palette. And the visual work is stunning.
Interesting film that I feel could be more effective and telling if it was a little less open-ended and a bit more captivating. I wanted to like this film as much as I hear so many others do, but I got bored with it fast, and ended it being slightly confused and not caring enough to look further. However, I respect the undertones of the film,and it is memorable, even though it sometimes could barely hold my attention
An extremely strange film. The synopsis above is pretty well accurate, hinting at the film's homo-eroticism. There's no explicitly gay content, but lots of well-built men standing around looking really good as they discuss matters of great import to them but not to this audience member. Ultimately it comes off like a bizarro combination of Andrei Tarkovsky and Abercrombie & Fitch.