Every frame, every look, every silent voice lingers not just on screen, but in your mind and heart, leaving you grasping for words that can never quite measure up. And Maria Falconetti’s eyes, God, I can’t stop thinking about them. They hold everything: fear, strength, faith, hope, sorrow. Without a single word, they pull you into her agony, her resolve, her quiet unbreakable faith, making you feel every ounce of what she’s going through, even if you can’t fully understand…
Felt like looking at childhood through a cracked window. I’m not sure if I should cry more or just sit with it in silence
J'aimerais me noyer dans l'azur de ce film,
Tellement un chef d'œuvre de silence et de mélancolie
c'est comme une brise poétique, où l'éphémère grave dans l'âme.chaque scène, chaque dialogue, chaque moment..tout est parfait.
je l'ai trop adoré
Michel moves through life like a shadow, a thief not just of wallets but of meaning itself. Prideful, desperate, lost...he builds walls, yet always leaves the door open,such a strange behavior for a thief.Is it a silent cry for salvation, absolution, or does he simply long for love? Clinging to what will undo him..yet in the end,there is Jeanne, waiting."Oh, Jeanne, pour aller jusqu'à toi, quel drôle de chemin il m'a fallu prendre." Was it ever really about the theft, or was it the longing to be caught?
so crushingly relatable. It was both comforting and unsettling to feel so seen. Her quiet uncertainty, the way she gets lost in her thoughts, feeling like a walking desolation, unable to connect with the world around her, it was like a mirror to how I sometimes feel. The struggle of wanting to feel something real but being trapped in a space where nothing seems to reach you... to touch you... was just too much.
The green ray itself, that moment…
Watching Alain navigate his final day, desperately searching for meaning, felt like peering into the depths of someone’s soul and realizing just how fragile existence truly is.His sadness isn't loud or obvious, but it's woven into everything he does. He meets old friends, shares hollow conversations, hoping someone will reach out and pull him out of the darkness. But no one does. And maybe no one can. What stayed with me was how his pain is always there, in his…
ces 20 minutes sont devenues inoubliables,tout est parfaitement harmonieux, j'adore
there’s something really healing about this movie. A young boy’s simple mission to return his friend’s notebook shows the pure innocence of childhood. The way the boy keeps going despite being ignored by the adults around him is so touching. I couldn’t help but smile widely, made me just want to hug him. One of the sweetest moments was when the old man walked with him to his friend’s house. Their quiet conversation felt so genuine,simply beautiful.
Left me completely numb, with all sorts of emotions.I laughed, I cried, I held my breath.It was loud and naked and wild and soft all at once.It felt like falling in love and losing your mind at the same time.I just loved it , truly loved it.And that ending…it broke something in me, i don’t think I’ll ever stop thinking about it