Barely slept a wink cos of this one. Dressed up as if attending prom. So nervous & giddy: counted the months, the weeks, the days, the hours, the minutes. Almost 3 years after To The Wonder and 1 year after the Berlinale premiere it finally landed here. It's a perfect blue sky day, not one cloud up in the sky: no coincidence I'm sure, it's Malick we're dealing with. Convulsions, tears, sighs & awe[Cntnd. in Comments]
Leave it to Malick to make a Tarot-themed film devoid of any spirituality or meaning, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. Even the toe-sucking scene is a disappointment, with Christian Bale showing no enthusiasm at all for the lovely toes of Natalie Portman. The film is filled with eye candy, however; an all-star cast and cinematography by Emmanuel Lubezki make make this shallowness watchable.
At the age of thirty, a man leaves a superficial life to seek deeper fulfillment. With virtuosity, Terence MALICK makes us share his visions and his quest. == A ses trente ans, un homme s'éloigne d'une vie superficielle pour chercher à s'accomplir vraiment. Avec virtuosité, Terence MALICK nous fait partager ses visions & sa quête. Christian BALE, Cate BLANCHETT, Nathalie PORTMAN, Brian DENNEHY, Antonio BANDERAS 3,5/5
Malick reaches for the reflective poetry of Tarkovsky, the gnomic philosophy of association of late-Godard & the dream-play of Angelopoulos, but is hampered by the attention span of Michael Bay. Imagery is constant & unrelenting; too brief & vague to make an impression or to crystallise into something more profound. The portrait of decadence & the ennui of excess is derivative of earlier masters, Fellini & Antonioni.
Improvisation is great for comedy. Not so much for drama. While Bale is content to do little, it makes his partners overcompensate and you get bad acting. Creating a structure of Tarot Cards/Pilgrim's Progress around it does not improve the content. His life is everything you want, but absolutely devoid of any meaning. Unfortunately, Malick's gone from elegiac to frenetic, and so it all adds up to less than zero.
beautiful visual journey. love how Malick juxtaposes textures and landscapes here. some might call it formulaic but I think what he is doing is far too unique to call predictable. it's a blessing to have someone making films like this. his vision resonates with me, deeply. you either you get or don't I guess. it either speaks to you or it doesn't.
A fascinating premise that lacks story-telling. The fact that the director depends strictly on the sensitivity and cultivation of the viewer reduces obstreperously the accomplishment of its intention: the awakening of souls--only the ones that are already awake, will be able to connect and understand the exercise. Therefore and sadly for the rest of the audience, this visual poem is but a beautiful jerk off.
Malick's La Dolce Vita, and if he's still going off the deep end, he's also finding new things there: wild images, a cycle of fatherhood, experiments in digital, and a way of seeing the modern world that's more organic than in his last film. It deserves to be taken seriously; the arc is nice, and Christian Bale is better at silent navel-gazing than Ben Affleck. Here's hoping Malick finds what he's looking for.