Checked it out with the mentality “how bad could this possibly be?”
Wow.
Checked it out with the mentality “how bad could this possibly be?”
Wow.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This may well be the only cinematic endeavor that dares to traverse the ineffable with such staggering lucidity, standing shoulder to shoulder with the most exalted works of artistic expression. It is Kiarostami peering unflinchingly into the abyss, wielding the shot-reverse shot as a metaphysical axiom, a dialectic of binaries—driver and passenger, despair and perseverance, the self in isolation and the self as it orbits the external world. It is an inquiry into absence and presence, into the ephemeral moments…