Isn't film maybe death, 24 times a second? And millions of small transmigrations? After the movie, when my consciousness had resumed it's position in the mundane world, that's sort of what seemed must've happened. Some sort of transcendence. Some passage. Something encompassing and sublime. Also goats! (So many goats!!) There's really no way to do this film justice. Uncannily inspired filmmaking.
One of those movies that washes over you in a huge wave once it finishes. Can't say I've seen many films like this... Astounding really. Hard to believe films like this actually exist. So beautiful. Beautifully conceived and beautifully shot with a good deal of humor. A story that says so much about humanity and life without any dialogue at all. Has the potential to become a favorite of mine for sure.
If the Turin Horse and Tree of Life had a baby and if that baby became a master of the wide shot while being best friends with Au hasard Balthazar, this would be it! Deceptively simple. Only problem is that it doesn't allow that much breathing room. But overall, one of the better movies of this vien of filmmaking.
"Should I kill myself or have a" glass of water with blessed church dust? Is life nothing but an endless and meaningless circle? Frammartino writes an essay on the meaning of life by not writing anything at all. He shows the universe in all the small things around us and he does it virtuous cinematography. It's a treat for one's eyes and one's mind, at the same time.
Reminds me of Apichatpong Weerasethakul's films, insofar as its weaker -or at least less penetrable- portions, form the whole experience as much as the "best" parts. A film like listening to the sounds of your own breathing: rythmic, perpetual, sad, and vital.
A beautifully shot film. Such philosophically complex depth behind simple images is rare. At times, it strongly reminded my on Palfi's Hukkle, but Frammartino's excellence and both actors' and animals' stamina in his long takes are stunning and let me look forward to his next film.
A soul's journey becomes a spellbinding cinematic poem - a hushed meditation on the circle of life. Told without dialogue, the film enchants the viewer through haunting imagery, following its soul through 4 stages of life. Every bit as engaging a study of reincarnation as UNCLE BOONMEE. Powerful and confident filmmaking.