Je n'ai pas compris ce film.
Je ne comprends pas qui l'aime
Je ne comprends pas pourquoi je l'ai essayé.
J'ai dormi au milieu du film. J'ai pris des meds pour le supporter.
C'est un bricolage d'images et de longs plans qui ne se raccordent pas les uns aux autres contrairement à la prémisse du réalisateur "tout est raccord".
C'est nul.
What happens if your are unable to express yourself through words? Do they really mean something? True pain is silent.
I can't even draft a proper review on this masterpiece but there are lots of things I enjoy about this movie.
Regarding style, the use of black and white, scales of gray, light and shadow to portray the psychological inner turmoil of the characters. The fade-outs and fade-ins. The use of cam focus or lack of it. The impeccably symmetry…
“The very notion of the original is obsolete. Everything is copy. All distinctions are arbitrary.”
Me and this leading character, we have pretty much the same hairdo, same shitty taste in music, and equal anxiety to get a permanent visa to US.
