Chic cynicism won't do it anymore for me. Let's hear it from the distraught: why is Anna reading the Bible? Who is watching Claudia and Sandro when they leave the empty village with a big church in the background? No God, no Anna, no passions? Let's blame modernity, sure, but why not root our critique on capitalism? Speaking of critique, why are so many of the shots in this film so awkwardly constructed?
Love, life, horrible at times.. the choices we make. Who will make the sacrifice? And what is real sacrifice? Will the years pay back? Our friendships, are they friendships? Our loves, do they love? Liquid love. Liquid swords will ruin your sparks, like the grey devoured the white.
I think it's because of the period in which this movie came out but I find a bit unnatural the emotions displayed by the characters. So a girl disappears/dies and the next instant her boyfriend is chasing after her bestfriend who although reluctant at first (just a bit) reciprocates his feelings a few days after and everybode else just seems ok with it?