The story is extremely simplistic, practically archetypal. The only two characters are the dying mother and her son. Almost no information is revealed, we aren't even told their names; instead everything is conveyed through their loving interactions with one another. It has an extremely ethereal quality, whilst at certain points the landscape almost dissolves the 'action', conveying a strong feeling of isolation.
I'm giving this film three stars only because it is beautifully photographed and there are some images which are worth remembering. But leaving that aside, it is definitely a snoozefest. I just refuse to believe that the only way to capture humane drama (like the loss of a mother) is by filming a slow, tedious film, with practically no dialogue. I see where Sokurov was going, but it's just not my cup of tea.
A slow meticulous film about a devoted son and his dying mother. Framed as abstract moving paintings illustrating the unshakable love between mother and child. Haunting and incredible beautiful. There’s also a Father and Son but that got infamously homoerotic.
[REVIEW] 95/100 - MOTHER AND SON (Sokurov, 1997) 'A veil upon which reality is traced, augmented, and distorted just such that the uncanny is revealed...Sokurov's iridescent cinematography as usual brings life to nature, rendering...' Read More: http://bit.ly/1kSaC3a
These days, with a simple Google search, anyone can find some of the most beautiful images imaginable. As such, why should care about this snore fest that people seem to only be able to defend through it's so called beautiful imagery. For the sake of time, I should note that everything I hated here was only intensified with FATHER AND SON. Homoerotic or not, it shows just how little Sokurov knows about real people