There is plenty to admire in the long neglected gem from the silent era. For one thing there is great virtuosity in the types of shots used and the way the camera toys with perspective. Its low-angle shots of fishermen brim with lyricism, the extreme close-ups spiritualize matter and if the narrative is, overall, rather tepid the beauty of the venture makes for a splendid cinematic experience.
Even harder to follow than A Page of Madness, and a bit like homework. But use your eyes: the imagery is not simply beautiful, but evocative, a stream of visual cues about painful entrapment set against a natural world that feels boundless. Each reeling shot—which direction is up?—feels both inscrutable and deliberate. Tack on another star if you, unlike me, think obscure poetic narrative is why god invented cameras.
They amazingly-not-vanished-into-the-ether LIMITE is a real cinematic UFO, God bless it. One of those movies - and one from what were still the anything-seems-possible early days - that seems to have been hatched in the head of a visionary, independent of obvious influence. That being said: the origination of the film in a magazine photo Peixoto saw in Paris in '29 does speak to a presiding air of Frenchness.
Considerado o melhor filme brasileiro de todos os tempos, é um mergulho profundo nos questionamentos e angústias dos homens. Mostra a história de 3 pessoas q estão à deriva num barco, e fazendo um retrospectiva de suas vidas. O filme é cheio de metáforas e simbolismos q mexem muito c a gente. MUITO BOM!!!