Mütter

francisca bacon

3,5 I’m glad that mine is not the name of your unplaceable homesickness.That you don’t wish the road was a silk scarf you would spin on your waist to pull me close. That in the night the rosary of seconds tiptoes past you in an unbroken chain of quietness and I don’t send you vigils as a gift. & that at noon, when shadows are clipped to extinction by the zenith lanterns, you don't surmise that yours hid unobtrusively

chanandre

Ice-cream cone dusk candy-colored Malickian-clouds. Cricket sounds go up,cuts to: Cloudness!Woman sleeping as soundly as a fast asleep baby girl.Clouds goin' up, growin' up snail-slow as smoke being breathed out.Lost boy in the woods gazin' upon blurry tree tops.Fiery crackles+image of bleary coal-like chunk o'burnin'wood superimposed on her arm as Oriental cinematic tattoo.Faint sounds o'local fauna: Rest,Innocence.

Scott Barley

While there are images and soundscapes redolent of Costa and Reygadas, Mütter develops cinema's language, returning us closer to childhood, revealing what is lost through maturity; our wonder and connection with the universe.

Stian Gledje Bekkvik

Only slight movment. The way life and the world moves... If you want to read something great, follow this link: https://mubi.com/films/mutter-f11dabbe-0937-44eb-a3e5-f68204560a71/ratings/12995053

Jose Sarmiento Hinojosa

2.5

Miggy Angel

2 n arf

Ana Sousa

Sound design masterwork

Louisa Savignon

clouds in slow! beautiful