― daria g, Monday, 18 November 2002 02:04 (twenty-one years ago) link
― daria g, Monday, 18 November 2002 02:09 (twenty-one years ago) link
― bob zemko (bob), Monday, 18 November 2002 10:31 (twenty-one years ago) link
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Monday, 18 November 2002 19:23 (twenty-one years ago) link
― Fritz Wollner (Fritz), Monday, 18 November 2002 19:58 (twenty-one years ago) link
― jm, Tuesday, 19 November 2002 05:23 (twenty-one years ago) link
― Tad (llamasfur), Tuesday, 19 November 2002 05:59 (twenty-one years ago) link
― Enrique (Enrique), Sunday, 13 June 2004 16:30 (twenty years ago) link
My current beef with Kael is her frequent implication that Robert Altman films are laugh riots. I enjoy them but they don't inspire me to freak out like some Def Comedy Jam audience member.
― Anthony Miccio (Anthony Miccio), Sunday, 13 June 2004 16:48 (twenty years ago) link
― Enrique (Enrique), Sunday, 13 June 2004 17:09 (twenty years ago) link
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Thursday, 19 May 2005 16:02 (nineteen years ago) link
The protagonist cleans her oven. Twice. It's real good.
Bela Tarr's 9-hour (?) Satantango opens with a 10-minute tracking shot of a rural landscape, some cows, etc.
>Rohmer's 'Green Ray' is like watching paint dry though.
It's a great human comedy, and quoting that Night Moves "paint dry" line overlooks that a Francophile like Arthur Penn probably likes Rohmer, and the dis is supposed to illustrate that the Hackman character is a regular-guy philistine.
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Thursday, 19 May 2005 16:30 (nineteen years ago) link
uh.
― giboyeux (skowly), Thursday, 19 May 2005 16:36 (nineteen years ago) link
wtf?
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Thursday, 19 May 2005 16:59 (nineteen years ago) link
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― giboyeux (skowly), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:04 (nineteen years ago) link
*The Beautiful Troublemaker (La Belle noiseuse). Four hours about the making of one painting. Very slow, but brilliant.
*The aforementioned Eureka, Mother and Son, and Stalker.
*Beau travail. Not much dialogue here, but manages to convey what it has to say perfectly through images.
*L'Humanité. One of the most difficult "great films" I've seen, but in the end rewarding.
Destroy:
*Distant (Uzak). Has some good scenes, but all in all I didn't feel for it.
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:12 (nineteen years ago) link
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:15 (nineteen years ago) link
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:17 (nineteen years ago) link
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Thursday, 19 May 2005 17:18 (nineteen years ago) link
I wasn't completely on the film's wavelength, but Distant did have what I've been calling my favorite single shot of any movie I saw last year: that abandoned ship lying on its side in the harbor, rolling back and forth with the waves as snow clings to its masts.
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Thursday, 19 May 2005 18:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― The Sensational Sulk (sexyDancer), Thursday, 19 May 2005 18:03 (nineteen years ago) link
― Casuistry (Chris P), Thursday, 19 May 2005 18:09 (nineteen years ago) link
― s1ocki (slutsky), Thursday, 19 May 2005 18:21 (nineteen years ago) link
decent... but not as great as "The Quince Tree Sun" ( which has similar subject matter but without the portentiousness")
i agree with the rest of Tuomas's and would like to see L"humanite again.
― jed_ (jed), Thursday, 19 May 2005 23:47 (nineteen years ago) link
― jed_ (jed), Thursday, 19 May 2005 23:48 (nineteen years ago) link
― Trayce (trayce), Friday, 20 May 2005 00:15 (nineteen years ago) link
― Masked Gazza, Friday, 20 May 2005 00:18 (nineteen years ago) link
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Friday, 20 May 2005 00:24 (nineteen years ago) link
― J.D. (Justyn Dillingham), Friday, 20 May 2005 00:27 (nineteen years ago) link
This thread also needs some Cassavetes action. "Shadows" and "Faces" are both quite slow.
― Mike O. (Mike Ouderkirk), Friday, 20 May 2005 01:52 (nineteen years ago) link
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Friday, 20 May 2005 02:01 (nineteen years ago) link
― ... And suddenly Ian Riese-Moraine is a naked man saying, 'Volvo! Volvo!' (Easte, Friday, 20 May 2005 02:55 (nineteen years ago) link
See Jeanne Dielman anyway you can eventually, but a screening would add much.
L'humanite had some interesting stuff before turning into quite the ridiculous thing, but it was his follow-up (Twentynine Palms) where Bruno Dumont showed himself to be a real fraud.
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Friday, 20 May 2005 12:48 (nineteen years ago) link
btw yeah -- kael was someone who never dug 'meditative' film. she liked brian depalma!
― N_RQ, Friday, 20 May 2005 12:50 (nineteen years ago) link
I thought this film was hilarious but I'm not sure if I was meant to. No-one else in the cinema did anyway.
I thought La Belle noiseuse had too much plot and activity. I expected it to be much more 'just' painting.
Search: La Mamon et la Putain
― R@w P@trick, Friday, 20 May 2005 15:23 (nineteen years ago) link
Something is now compelling me to saySearch: Marguerite Duras' India Song and The Truck
― Ken L (Ken L), Friday, 20 May 2005 15:32 (nineteen years ago) link
>kael was someone who never dug 'meditative' film
NEVER is rather absolute. I'm pretty sure Kael liked some Antonioni, and if they qualify as 'meditative,' Renoir, Rossellini, etc.
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Friday, 20 May 2005 15:33 (nineteen years ago) link
― peter smith (plsmith), Friday, 20 May 2005 16:23 (nineteen years ago) link
― joseph (joseph), Saturday, 21 May 2005 00:14 (nineteen years ago) link
― joseph (joseph), Saturday, 21 May 2005 00:17 (nineteen years ago) link
― Mike O. (Mike Ouderkirk), Saturday, 21 May 2005 02:41 (nineteen years ago) link
― box of socks, Saturday, 21 May 2005 03:39 (nineteen years ago) link
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Saturday, 21 May 2005 03:46 (nineteen years ago) link
― box of socks, Saturday, 21 May 2005 03:48 (nineteen years ago) link
Subtitles are impossible to read at least half the time. (Luckily, dialogue accounts for probably a collective 15 minutes of the three-hour-plus film.)
― Eric von H. (Eric H.), Saturday, 21 May 2005 04:24 (nineteen years ago) link
― box of socks, Saturday, 21 May 2005 04:44 (nineteen years ago) link
This is so great.
― Rickey Wright (Rrrickey), Saturday, 21 May 2005 04:50 (nineteen years ago) link
― box of socks, Saturday, 21 May 2005 04:59 (nineteen years ago) link
― box of socks, Saturday, 21 May 2005 05:06 (nineteen years ago) link
A few random threads:antonionimichael snowtarkovsky's stalker
― Junior Dadaismus (James Redd and the Blecchs), Friday, 28 November 2014 17:06 (nine years ago) link
thx! That listicle is kinda weird, are long films that rare that they have to include trilogies & tetralogies?
― why do I hate that thing (excluding imago, marcos) (wins), Friday, 28 November 2014 17:18 (nine years ago) link
internet comes through - The Age of Movies, via google books - "What is distinctive in Ray's work (and it may be linked to Bengali traditions in the arts, and perhaps to Sanskrit), is that sense of imminence - the suspension of the images in a larger context. The rhythm of his films seems not slow but, rather, meditative, as if the viewer could see the present as part of the past and could already reflect on what is going on." (page number omitted)
― Vic Perry, Friday, 28 November 2014 19:05 (nine years ago) link
Looking upthread I see this was also cleared up five years ago. It's groundhog day.
― Vic Perry, Friday, 28 November 2014 19:25 (nine years ago) link
meditative thread. interesting use of repetition.
― Brio2, Friday, 28 November 2014 20:46 (nine years ago) link
*insert static footage of water flowing over bent reeds and assorted small manmade objects here*
― ILB Traven (James Redd and the Blecchs), Friday, 28 November 2014 22:31 (nine years ago) link
Except for a couple of middling passages when the camera dozes off as the prisoner's family struggles, Norte, the End of History was excellent. The ending moved me -- and this doesn't often happen.
― guess that bundt gettin eaten (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Sunday, 30 November 2014 20:33 (nine years ago) link
SPRANG BREAAAAAAAAK
― celfie tucker 48 (s.clover), Sunday, 30 November 2014 21:19 (nine years ago) link
I've seen lots of people insult a film by saying they fell asleep to it, even quite a lot on this forum. I've never fallen asleep because I was bored by a film, I only seem to fall asleep during films I want to see very badly but I'm just too tired to stay awake. Is this something regular cinema-goers do? Is it like "this film sucks, I'm quite tired so I'll stay and sleep rather than walk out"?
― Robert Adam Gilmour, Sunday, 30 November 2014 21:31 (nine years ago) link
No idea, but your initial statement is completely otm.
― Cutset Creator (James Redd and the Blecchs), Sunday, 30 November 2014 21:37 (nine years ago) link
I've definitely drifted off during films that bored me, but--seeing as I regularly drift anyway--I'll agree with you, that it has less to do with the film than my own sleep deprivation.
― clemenza, Sunday, 30 November 2014 22:02 (nine years ago) link
there are any number of films i love that i find deeply soporific... it was kind of a running joke with my friends in high school that I couldn't make it through a full screening of sanjuroi'm not sure i've seen the end of a weeraseethakul film but i love him as a directori missed the middle of lang's Man Hunt last night because the pacing was so measured. the only time it's a dud is when you're in the theater and someone starts snoring. that sucks.
― Face facts poptimism hacks, your a scam. (forksclovetofu), Sunday, 30 November 2014 22:38 (nine years ago) link
yeah i fall asleep during films i love all the time, i'm just tired sometimes!
― I dunno. (amateurist), Monday, 1 December 2014 04:11 (nine years ago) link
bela tarr - didn't see earlier mentions, this dude is one of the modern masters of the long cut. see 'Werckmeister Harmonies' for decent sampling in a film of reasonable length. watch realtime transit of a truck traveling at 2 mph across a scene. bonus points for giant taxidermied whale and for screenplay by laszlo krasznahorkai
― pursuit of happiness (art), Monday, 1 December 2014 04:19 (nine years ago) link
tarr and krasznahorkai line up on a few other projects (at least a couple adaptations of LK's novels) including satantango which runs like 8 hrs.
― pursuit of happiness (art), Monday, 1 December 2014 04:29 (nine years ago) link
I fall asleep during every Miyazaki movie and I love them! I look forward to falling asleep during them.
― Brio2, Monday, 1 December 2014 18:10 (nine years ago) link
platform by jia zhangke. never again.
― StillAdvance, Monday, 1 December 2014 18:13 (nine years ago) link
Pauline Kael on Marguerite Duras’s The Lorry Contrasts “Small and bundled up, her throat covered, her unlined moon face serene, half-smiling, Duras reads aloud the script of a film… Hers is the only performance, and there has never been anything like it: controlling the whole movie visibly, from her position on the screen as creator-star, she is so assured that there is no skittish need for makeup, no nerves, quick gestures, tics. The self-image she presents is that of a woman past deception; she has the grandly simple manner of a sage. Unhurriedly, with the trained patience of authority, she tells the story of her movie-to-be about the woman hitchhiker… [The Lorry] is spiritual autobiography, a life’s-journey, end-of-the-world road movie; it’s a summing up, an endgame. The hitchhiker travels in a winter desert; she’s from anywhere and going nowhere; in motion to stay alive. Reading the script, Duras speaks in the perfect conditional tense, beginning “It would have been a film—therefore, it is a film.” And this tense carries a note of regret: it suggests that the script is to be realized only by our listening and imagining… …The stillness provides resonance for her lingering words—those drifting thoughts that sound elegant, fated—and for the music, and for her cinematographer Bruno Nuytten’s love-hate vistas of bareness and waste, like the New Jersey Turnpike in pastels. The foreboding melancholy soaks so deep into our consciousness that when the director yanks us back to the room, you may hear yourself gasp at the effrontery of this stoic, contained little woman with her mild, Chairman Mao deadpan… …When [The Lorry] opens at the New York Film Festival this week, there’s likely to be a repetition of the scene in May at Cannes. After the showing, Marguerite Duras stood at the head of the stairs in the Palais des Festivals facing the crowd in evening clothes, which was yelling insults up at her. People who had walked out were milling around; they’d waited to bait her. It might have been a horrifying exhibition, except that the jeering was an inverted tribute—conceivably, a fulfillment. She was shaken: one could see it in the muscles of her face. But Robespierre himself couldn’t have looked them straighter in the eye. There can’t be much doubt that she enjoys antagonizing the audience, and there is a chicness in earning the public’s hatred. [The Lorry] is a class-act monkeyshine made with absolutely confident artistry. She knows how easy it would be to give people the simple pleasures that they want. Her pride in not making concessions is heroic; it shows in that gleam of placid perversity which makes her such a commanding camera presence.”New Yorker, September 26 1977
Contrasts
“Small and bundled up, her throat covered, her unlined moon face serene, half-smiling, Duras reads aloud the script of a film… Hers is the only performance, and there has never been anything like it: controlling the whole movie visibly, from her position on the screen as creator-star, she is so assured that there is no skittish need for makeup, no nerves, quick gestures, tics. The self-image she presents is that of a woman past deception; she has the grandly simple manner of a sage. Unhurriedly, with the trained patience of authority, she tells the story of her movie-to-be about the woman hitchhiker… [The Lorry] is spiritual autobiography, a life’s-journey, end-of-the-world road movie; it’s a summing up, an endgame. The hitchhiker travels in a winter desert; she’s from anywhere and going nowhere; in motion to stay alive. Reading the script, Duras speaks in the perfect conditional tense, beginning “It would have been a film—therefore, it is a film.” And this tense carries a note of regret: it suggests that the script is to be realized only by our listening and imagining…
…The stillness provides resonance for her lingering words—those drifting thoughts that sound elegant, fated—and for the music, and for her cinematographer Bruno Nuytten’s love-hate vistas of bareness and waste, like the New Jersey Turnpike in pastels. The foreboding melancholy soaks so deep into our consciousness that when the director yanks us back to the room, you may hear yourself gasp at the effrontery of this stoic, contained little woman with her mild, Chairman Mao deadpan…
…When [The Lorry] opens at the New York Film Festival this week, there’s likely to be a repetition of the scene in May at Cannes. After the showing, Marguerite Duras stood at the head of the stairs in the Palais des Festivals facing the crowd in evening clothes, which was yelling insults up at her. People who had walked out were milling around; they’d waited to bait her. It might have been a horrifying exhibition, except that the jeering was an inverted tribute—conceivably, a fulfillment. She was shaken: one could see it in the muscles of her face. But Robespierre himself couldn’t have looked them straighter in the eye. There can’t be much doubt that she enjoys antagonizing the audience, and there is a chicness in earning the public’s hatred. [The Lorry] is a class-act monkeyshine made with absolutely confident artistry. She knows how easy it would be to give people the simple pleasures that they want. Her pride in not making concessions is heroic; it shows in that gleam of placid perversity which makes her such a commanding camera presence.”
New Yorker, September 26 1977
― xyzzzz__, Tuesday, 15 March 2016 21:11 (eight years ago) link
Paul Schrader ponders slow cinema:
Everyone is different, but they all circle around the same techniques and the same concept of time, of duration. What happens when you don’t cut? When you just wait, and the viewer becomes aware that his experience of watching is part of the experience of the film? Your self-awareness of that time, the endurance of that time, becomes part of the experience. Normally films never work like that because they’re trying to convince you of the opposite.
There are still bits of transcendental style. It was a precursor to slow cinema, but it’s not really that slow. A terrific film like Silent Light is closer to transcendental style than slow cinema, but they lump it in with slow cinema now. I just finished directing a film [First Reformed] that I’m trying to do as a quiet film. The film that I last did [Dog Eat Dog] was extremely aggressive and profane. The motto was: Let’s never be boring. Now I’m editing and the mantra is: How can we use boredom to the best effect?
Malick is part of that universe. But you can see Malick running out of gas as his car goes down the road. I don’t think this kind of slow cinema is a cinema with a great future. The more extreme it becomes, the closer it gets to being a dead-end.
https://nowtoronto.com/movies/features/paul-schrader-slow-cinema-is-dying-a-slow-death/
― Supercreditor (Dr Morbius), Monday, 3 April 2017 15:19 (seven years ago) link