The last in the autobiographical trilogy was the first I saw, which doesn't matter that much as it is a powerful, almost-silent poetic drama about a boy and his short, but powerful relationship with his father. Images and beauty is always stronger than words and the young boy manage to do this best of everyone. Makes me wanna see the other two films in the trilogy too.
Must be so frustrating, being a parent and coming to the realization that your child is developing a learning disability. Knowing for a fact that they'll have a harder time going through life than other kids, and all you can do is to accept it. Much like Yosuf's father, this film has a very warming, calming and even patient energy about it, which I found quite suiting the subject matter.
Beautiful tale of childhood. A masterful mixture of form, story, and cinema for the soul. Slightly melancholic as it brings similar memories of childhood of fun times in the forest with my dad.. probably the happiest memories of life.. The Yusuf trilogy is the peak of narrative cinema for me. Watched in release order or by stage of life, it brings new things to light. I will continue to revisit this wonder for years.
Making do without non-digestic ton and music, this amazingly tonal fascinating movie is emotionally involving and touching. I had the seldom feeling that a film would being whispering me softly. The nostalgic and idealistic needing harmony in this film is the just one problem (if you will) with film that i got.