It’s taking me some time to write up this review. Because in all honesty it’s been a while since a film has broken me the way this masterpiece has. I’m sorry if this is all over the place but here goes nothing:
First, let me start by saying, like all three hour family epics by masters of cinema, it’s evident this film came from the heart & soul of Edward Yang. The film is basically about members of a family trying…
mom: i’m in the mood for a film, do you have any—
me: YES!
*puts magnolia in the dvd player*
me in the first minute of the film: i’m only gonna stay for the opening scene
*three hours later*
me: that was beautiful.
*looks over to mom*
me: what’d you think?
mom: i don’t get it...
Started this at 2am and was too angry watching this to fall asleep.
3 hours later, I was still angry.
This is an absolute testament to the beauty of filmmaking, and how the immense efforts of cast and crew can massively affect both creative and technical aspects.
Huge respect to Philip Barantini for this insane reach. With the over-saturation of crime shows, I found this to be such a unique take on the subject matter it explores.
Stephen Graham what a beast of a performance.
The moment the film ended, I had some time with my thoughts. I couldn't help myself, so I did some research on the film to try & see if my thoughts on what the film was about were at least in the right direction.
For starters, Béla Tarr is known to give little to no information about the context of his films. He’s never been too descriptive whenever discussing the meaning of Werckmeister Harmonies:
"If you are listening to the film,…
