“Have you ever looked at the sky when you wake in the morning?”
Abbas introduces himself to the world with a grand, hushed demeanor. Though not his first foray onto the world stage, this will prove to be one of his most successful. Taking us on a road trip with an inevitable conclusion, he dodges our expectations and replaces whatever ending we had in mind with a deconstruction of cinema, art, and life itself. But the ending is not what…
a delicate balance of influences, from the obvious presence of brakhage and mekas to the more subtle nods towards akerman I seemed to pick up on. (granted I’m pulling this all out of my own reading of the film, it’s possible the filmmaker made no allusions to these artists).
loved the transition from mekas style documentary, cataloging the deterioration and reconstruction of a family to the brakhage style haze of color, the deterioration and reconstruction of film.
great choice of…
Snow remains one of Canada’s foremost experimental auteurs and for good reason- he has a certain uncompromising vision of cinema and space, and how we interact with these concepts in relation with time.
Can’t say I was as emotionally affected as I had hoped to be, but maybe that says more about me than the film that I had expected to be deeply moved by a robot hand filming nature cyclically.
I’m a big proponent of cinema being a heart…
As a Colombian, I related heavily to this film because I too have a dead Abuelo.
*separate rant*
I wish they had hired actual Colombian talent to write and direct this instead of these two Disney certified white guys (though notably a Cuban did help write this- it’s important to note that Cuba and Colombia are two very different places with different cultures). Idk I just wish this had seemed more like a Colombian story from Colombians rather than a…
