Don Quixote and Sancho pursue their travels in search of adventure day and night. They ride through fields, talking about spirituality, chivalry and daily life. A growing bond of friendship unites them. New visual terms for a classic literary text by Catalan director Albert Serra.
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Was a film-buff's baby when I saw this. Still am one though. It's quite the blow. One does not leave the cinema with two working legs. I know I did not. It changed me that much. Apparently easy and digestible. But only on the surface. When you think about it. It's a masterpiece shot after shot after shot after shot. Sure this is hard to see, but if it was easy would be called "a spielberg". Since it's not, it's not.
I found this almost unbearably sad. Like Tennyson's Ulysses, but without the cathartic closure:
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
A piece of transcendent mystery. I feel as though the only appropriate way to talk about this film is poetry. But it would simply be a list of words themselves, perhaps disconnected. This film is slow boring snap shots of something deeper, something happening all around you in your daily life. This film is difficult, but I am so glad I got through it. And I wish to return again.
Sancho is the audience, Sancho is the enemy, Sancho is the friend, the legacy and the witness... he barely talks in his constant confusion. But after all, what is there to talk about when you're concentrated on listening to this indifferent world's misguiding signals? Sancho is wise enough not to blame poor Quixote: as time goes by, reason may be hidden somewhere behind strong winds.
Es lenta, lentísima, incluso desesperante, pero una vez logras meterte en ella, es un deleite para la vista, los oídos, la mente en general. Una reflexión sobre la vida y la muerte, sobre la posible (mejor) vida, con una pareja protagonista que es lacónica, real, auténtica.
So this is now billed at 90 something minutes. Well. When I saw it in the LFF it was overlong and frankly terribly boring.
The director was present and so nervous that was apologizing about the movie *before* the projection started.
The film is a long pseudo philosophical take on the Quixote, but it is no more than set pieces in which we watch one or the other protagonists doing nothing, or talking nonsense.
"This is the best film about Don Quixote ever made. Only Orson Wells' comes close. But only some images, the rest of that film is bullshit. My movie maybe has some problems, but it's not bullshit" - Albert Serra presenting the film before a screening.
The poetic essence of Don Quixote. A minimalist and mesmerising essay that uses the raw landscapes that envelop the audience and give them a sense of Don Quixote's endless and perhaps illusory quest, his solitary folly, his camaraderie with Sancho. And as the latter in the film, the audience may be bored, unwilling to follow, but at a certain point, all sense of purpose vanishes and we are in with them.