Peter Falk AND Bruno Ganz! The scene of Falk picking out a hat was shot without his knowledge,he thought he was just picking out a costume, not shooting a scene. And it is one of the many great scenes in this remarkable achievement. Perhaps a bit gimmicky, but it still gets the full five stars. And definitely worth watching at least once.
When you get bored of eternity, there's always love. "I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn’t one’s lover. Only two kinds of presence in the world. There’s you and there’s them." -- The Real Thing.
A contemporary classic. A beautiful view over the city of Berlin. A movie about what makes us humans. It is very slow paced, with poetic monologues and dialogues that occasionally feel a bit abstract... but nevertheless your eyes and hears are always stimulated by Wenders' work. I particularly like the frames where the angels are sitting on the gigantic statue. Gonna be watching the sequel soon.
To me Paris Texas is a love letter and Wings of Desire is a poem. I always think about this film and the bird view shots as well as the textures Wenders used as well as Henri Alekan's cinematography is simply divine.
WHY did I put off seeing this for years? Its one of those films you know will be great so you take for granted getting around to it, I guess. The early library sequence really stands out, as does the scene that is shown in the screen cap above towards the end. Entire caste is great but Bruno Ganz's performance is as poetic as the cinematography.
Turns out I'm the last person on earth to watch this film. But really, it was so fantastic for reasons I can't even explain, but since everyone else in the world has already seen it, I guess I don't have to explain.
Its brilliant how the film reverses traditional fantasy where humans beings are enamoured with something out of the ordinary, here Angels are enamoured with everyday life. While I'm no fan of R. Mckee, he's talk about how truth is not what happens but how we feel about what happens, a humanist film that reflects the notion of seizing even the most mundane moments as this film does, personifies that idea about truth.
So glorious and so magical. The angels stand above Berlin listening in on the thoughts of the people below. One longs for weight, taste, color, the touch of a woman. The camera glides through the city picking up impressionistic snippets. Everything is lit in a haze, and abuzz with life. One of the best uses of narrative through pure imagery I've seen.