Opaque variations on too-familiar themes. Haneke's modus of not providing so-called 'answers' is compounded with little sense of trajectory either, just a strongly realised series of situational reactions but an unsatisfying whole. The oft-used apocalyptic device is here underwhelming with the expected glassy detachment revealing or hinting at little about human behaviour we didn't know or could have guessed.
What is scarier: more people, or fewer? Society or a vacuum? The end of the world, or its ellipsis? Haneke tries on Tarkovsky's hat here and succeeds at crafting a claustrophobicly empty thriller, frightning not for its malice but its apathy. There are plenty of 'Man is the real monster' movies out there, but few as human as this.
Such a poetic finale. This is not Haneke's best for me, I missed the iconic imagery, the fetish for striking stills. However, it's a beautiful work about endings: political, social, cultural. The question slammering: what to do when we've passed the end? And what to trade for days or minutes further?
In personal opinion, it's completely different way of Michael Haneke's story telling than before this one, but he leave his trademark every where all along the movie. I think it could be his masterpiece because he challenge himself but in he wasn't really hit himself that hard.
'Time of the Wolf' is post-apocalyptic in a way that only Haneke can produce, like nothing that's ever been done before. He drops his viewers into the middle of an unnamed time and place without any explanation as to what has happened, why or how long ago it happened. In all truth, these details are completely unnecessary to the film's structure, and to Haneke's message. It's largely a social commentary,...↓
First 10 and final 20 minutes are done well, however, the rest is pretty much dullsville. It's more realistic than overblown, yet it swims in familiar waters too often to be literary and is without a focus to be experimental. The languid, cold, and repetitive nature makes it more sterile than provocative. The narrative is mainly directionless and bland.