the painting on the wall (a pack of dogs& naked woman) was summary of the film. I ve seen this mirror reflection effect and character related paintings inside satyajit ray's film 'music room'. Although it has a little suffocating atmosphere with its literary side ,it doesnt allow to give up watching until the end of film.
Il fascino delle immagini (luci e ombre nette, l'impostazione teatrale delle scene e delle riprese, tutte frontali, il ruolo degli specchi) non è bastato a farmi apprezzare un film del quale non condivido affatto il principio centrale (l'amore - romantico - sopra tutto il resto).
Gertrud demands total presence from her lovers, and recognizes when it's not being given. Still, what defines her is her devotion to love (amor omniae est) - an ideal she's destined never to attain without a man. In the end, she becomes like the men who disappointed her, consumed by work instead of love. The only difference is that Gertrud tried to find pure love and never settled for less.
A lovely examination of love and loneliness. It did however leave me feeling a bit dry at times and therefore only gets 4 stars from me. Amazing though to think about how few shots there are in a film made in 1964, right in the years of some of cinema's greatest innovators. Dreyer remained true to his vision.
Faced with the looming shadow of capital-F Film History, I always feel like there must be something wrong with me, but I was kept at a distance from this intentionally dispassionate marital drama at all times. Or, "dispassionate"; the rare moments of genuine emotion and direct interaction were interesting. I'm open to seeing it again. 2.5/5
I can see why this didn't go down so well at the time--given that it seems to hail simultaneously from the 19th and 22nd centuries--but if you hang with it, one of the more profound movies about time, love and lack-of-love, the boundaries of the self, etc. will reveal itself. There are even a few laughs.
I suppose I'll get raked over the coals for this reaction, but I don't see greatness in Gertrud. In fact, it's the one Dreyer film that didn't level me. Thematically it's compelling, and the dialogue is great. But the curious melding of theatrical and modernist aesthetics left me cold, the overt artifice of the creation stripping away the emotional power of the performances.
A maddening and transcendent avant-garde soap opera which couches valuable, heartfelt messages in theatrical stylization so unrelentingly dour and humorless that it sometimes risks laughter. Still, what an ending, and there is no shortage of formal invention, including the best lighting cinema has ever seen. You might say my biggest problem is that formalists insist on canonizing it. 4 out of 5 stars.