The contrast between the open landscape and the caged occupants of a hotel was brilliantly portrayed. The frames were smartly put together to give a sense of discomfort as if a sinister vibe is encircling the people, but the presence of technology resulting in the absolute lack of communication is what comes off as the real tragedy. Families eating together yet so alone and broken is what Stabat Mater dealt with.
The story is profound and centers around the man who lost his son.He narrates his grief through series of events.The film revolves around handful of locations which has no relevance whatsoever.But that's not what it conveys. The Irony is,You know the story but you don't what and how it all happened just like the man who narrates.
The film is strange, exceedingly so. Filled with existential dismay the film narrates over mundane scenes of hotel guests. "Action" does not occur in this short film. The narration is wry and witty as it portrays a surreal series of events. It is classic absurdism at its finest, from the country that knows it best. It has very good touches, but ultimately does not find a point.
The sort of heavily influenced art film you tend to find in short film fests. Striking images and oblique narration. I'm usually a sucker for this sort of thing but I found the landscape shots - while clearly beautiful - poorly represented and overused. I longed for a single shot of the farm house, the rain or the witch child. Possibly the denial of said images the director's way of fucking with me. But it felt lazy.
A short film that resonates enormously and one I wanted to rewatch almost immediately, so pregnant was it with mystery and elusive meaning. The voiceover that is at several removes from the images recalls Miguel Gomes' Tabu and also W.G. Sebald and just listening to it alone is a beguiling balm. One of the greatest shorts I've seen in the past couple of years.
Ein hervorragender Film der Kontraste und Ähnlichkeiten diffundieren lässt. Wann ist ein Raum verlassen, warum wird er es, wann ist er es? Wie Verhalten sich Raum und Mensch und Menschen innerhalb des Raumes zueinander? / An excellent film of contrasts and resemblances. When is a space left, why and when? How behave space and person to each other?
I've been in hotels like this, where guests seemed so disconnected to the environment and each other. Juxtaposing the enigmatic story—which twists through drought, a witch, a storm, and a goodbye—with the tranquil images of the sea and the silent hotel guests results in a sort of secular meditation on whatever you want it to be about. The choice of music is strange, but its interspersed nicely with quiet.
Another avant-garde short film with little to no meaning for me. Not sure how to review a short that has no discernible story or meaning. Just a series of statements and random filming of people milling about. Some talent behind the camera, but not put to good use. I guess this is art to some. Not to me. Just a waste of time.