An unexpected ghost story the likes of which I've never seen before. Almost like watching a metaphysical version of Taviani's "Chaos". A woman's quest of her long lost mother in a town that only the shadows of forgotten ancestors reside. A town immortal in its mortality, impossible to immortalize in the images of our forgetful memory. The Italian 'Mezzogiorno' eternally beautiful and tragic, soothing and troubling.
Felt more foreign than I expected, somehow. I wasn't always sure what exactly was going on, but the images were all beautiful. Reminded me of a story some Singaporean friends told me about traveling to find their roots in China, but this tale was much stranger.
A mysterious and dreamy hallucination, enchanted with the spirit of the forgotten parts of South Italy... It's beautiful visually - the framing is careful with minimal but hypnotising camerawork. Just don't expect a "story" here and you shouldn't be disappointed - this is an experience, and as such it is memorable and definitely has its own character.
This film captures the profound relationship between people, time and places extremely well. It is a melancholic look at the past, the memories and personal ties woven into it and also speaks to the whitewashing and effacing effect of time. The cinematography is also superb.