An expertly realised story of the great big bough of love straining against an alienation so subtle you don't realise how suffocating it is. Realised with all of the quiet power of Ozu (on one level, this is a U.S. update of one of Ozu's greatest films). I'm really looking forward to watching this again as soon as possible. Hopefully with my family.
I tend not to be very sympathetic towards the drama of white upper middle class Americans, but come on, they're old and they're gay, you can't overlook that. The solution for their real estate conundrum was pretty convenient, though, and might I add, too easy to be true, even though we know this is just a movie and not necessarily a portrait of reality. But, they're old and they're gay, so it's a three-star.
Love Is Strange von Ira Sachs vertraut seiner wundervollen Geschichte so sehr, dass sie simpel erzählt wird. Es geht ums Altwerden, die New Yorker Mieten, Familie, Arbeit, vor allem aber um die Liebe. Letztlich ist die Liebe gar nicht seltsam. Liebe ist natürlich. Sie ist das, was wir fühlen, wenn wir das Glück haben, es zu erleben!(...)
Decidedly, the magnificent "The Delta" was a unique moment (and initial) in Sachs filmography, although this very honest and touching film is a step forward in relation to the artsy soap opera of "Keep the Lights On". In fact, its anti-capitalist human truth is too rare if we think of its mature perspective without concessions to the ruling childishness. However, there is little specifically cinematic spirit in it.
A delicate little flower of a film that has much to commend it, but felt a little rushed towards its conclusion. The tensions in Lithgow's extended family feel very accurately rendered, and I genuinely adored the 'have you ever been in love?' chat between Great Uncle and moody nephew. Molina has a much harder task in the less showy role, but I felt he delivered when it came right down to it.
Admittedly, this was over-hyped. Some fine performances all around and I dug the somber tone. It put a bad taste in my mouth when the friends were talking about how the couple could NEVER possibly leave New York, es-PECIALLY for the dumpy sister's podunk Poughkeepsie (my word!) I'm just growing ever more tired of people from New York finding tragedy in the inability to continue living in a 2-million-dollar condo.