You’re seduced into the spell of this movie. It moves slowly, but you don’t grow impatient, because there is no plot to speak of, and so you don’t fret that it should move to its next predictable stage. It is about being, not doing. It creates a mood of sadness, yearning, of the transience of earthly things.“Why am I me and why not you? Why am I here and why not there? When did time begin and where does space end?”
'there are still borders. every street has its borderline. Between each plot theres a strip of no-mans-land disguised as a hedge. Germany has crumbled into as many small states as there are individuals. these small states are mobile. everyone carries his own state with him, demanding toll when another wants to enter. So everyone migrates and waves his one-man-state flag'
A formative film, I am pleased to discover that Wings has lost none of its power to move me. Through the most simple acts of grace it yearns for a return to childlike innocence before ultimately pivoting on an act resembling the departure from purity. Doing so reminds me that we will always be repeating our mistakes with the greatest hopes of transcendence in our hearts.
4.6 stars. D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Only watch it when/if you're in love though. If I watched it right now while I'm terminally single I'd probably hate it. But still, it makes you want to love the world. Maybe that comes from a place of material privilege, but the film's vision of Berlin is far more honest, open and less cosy than, say, that of Amélie Paris. A film for dreamers and Nick Cave fans alike!
As a eulogy to a city & its people, Berlin specifically, 'Wings of Desire' is a majestic journey. From the view of the outsider, in this case ponytailed angels, the drab concrete buildings & everyday trivialities take on a sense of sheer wonder. Wenders' vision stutters as the unconvincing romance takes hold & pretentious waffle spouts too readily. Inconsistent as a narrative, but marvellous as a cinematic spectacle.