Three very rambling thoughts:
"It is a restless moment. She has kept her head lowered... to give him a chance to come closer. But he could not, for lack of courage. She turns and walks away."
Oh boy. As a 24-year-old veteran of repeated unrequited love, this hit me so hard. I love this as a counterpoint to Hollywood romance where the guy gets the girl every time. In real life, there are so many more moments like this,…
"This isn't fun any more", Charlotte Gainsbourg whispers. 'No, it's not', I think. It hasn't been for a long time. I'm waiting - no, hoping! - for the destruction of our planet and with it these bizarrely fragile characters.
Melancholia has some powerful metaphors, I'll admit that much.
Ever had a panic attack? Crushing weight on your chest, breath hard to come by, a dense feeling of horror, certainty that something terrible is about to happen, no matter how much…