Malaele really does throw everything and the kitchen sink against the wall, doesn't he? Some of it sticks with resounding (no pun intended) effect, some of it falls flat, but I think it's undeniable that this is as rich and textured a film experience you'll ever get. There is so much creativity, so much emotion, so much deep affection for these characters here, it's simply marvelous.
I think Mălăele's movie is too indecisive. The fluctuation between comedy, drama, ghost story, slapstick, pantomime and nostalgic glorification of village life doesn't work out in the end. In charging everything with symbolism he forgets to give his figures some flesh and blood and creates simple caricatures instead.
Fellini ou Kusturica sont ici convoqués dans un chef d'oeuvre de farce poétique populaire multi émotionnelle. Le moment du cirque est inouï de finesse, le banquet silencieux inoubliable, des acteurs dévorants leur jeu, une mise en scène drôle et imaginative qui à chaque moment nous transperce et nous transporte ( ah l'homme oiseau qui vole) c'est super beau et c'est profond comme la vie. Chapeau bas.
7.3/10, my review: https://wp.me/p1eXom-3jz
"An anomaly repulsing the post-Cold War ethos, SILENT WEDDING, although errs on the side of its own militancy, lands on its feet in its grassroots advocacy and comedic appeal."
The movie has this incredible idea in the middle, the silent wedding. I love when narratives are surprising, when they try to counter any intuitions you had. That's what the movie does. It's a shame it sometimes abused the heavy, useless wannabe rabelaisian jokes, that made the movie less good than it could be.