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In Tuscany to promote his latest book, a middle-aged English writer meets a French woman who leads him to the village of Lucignano.
Second viewing confirms this is among the handful of films I'd consider my all-time favorites. Everything I want in a film is here. (Well, I could use a chase scene with a car explosion, I guess.)
What's the movie about? It's about an hour and forty-five minutes.
An hour and forty-five minutes of dizzying, glorious, beautiful starts and stops, ideas and emotions, reality and fiction, truth and lies, beauty and deceit. AK demands our attention, but doesn't mind if we don't watch too closely. (We are She, stumbling in late to a lecture, half-listening, life calling us away, yet not forgetting what was said.)
Officially, my big interpretive stance is that the film defies any single, uniting reading that makes…
This film stunned me... I had no idea how emotionally powerful it would be; it is also either an enigma or a puzzle - in my opinion, most likely the latter. I'm not here to convince you about the "truth" behind this film, because there is no true-truth behind it. I'm not sure that's what Kiarostami intended. Either way, it's one of the most beautiful commentaries on the power of filmmaking and art and imitations of life that I've ever seen.
I was crying throughout the last ten or fifteen minutes over what is, in my opinion, something fake within something fake (their relationship). Often we do shed tears over the "fake": that's just something that we do as movie…
Abbas Kiarostami's filmography is unique - his enigmatic cinema is so powerful and mysterious (offering originality and unpredictability) that you'll never leave his films with a solid notion of what you just watched and the films in question will probably linger long in your memory as watching the complex films from the Iranian master is always a very unique experience. Yet not every viewer will find his films complex or even interesting because it's not the director who is trying to create “complex films” - no, it's the most attentive viewer who will try to find an underlying complexity in Kiarostami's films and try to find subtexts in the smallest details. In fact, I actually thought Certified Copy would be…
If cinema is considered a reflection, then Certified Copy is a heightened version of that opaque vision of ourselves and how we perceive others. Abbas Kiarostami takes conventions of Art-House cinema and shoves those norms right in front of a full-body mirror, forcing genre and normality to confront their own limitations and customs.
However, Certified Copy isn't only a reshuffle; it is also a radical stare into its own mechanisms and inner workings. With an opening shot revealing a book entitled "Certified Copy" resting upright on a desk, Kiarostami immediately visualizes that his heart and his soul lie in the complete deconstruction of originals and copies, and not just the overhaul of previous Art-House structures.
Certified Copy is in…
If there was an argument or discussion to be had with Kiarostami here then it quickly falls into a one-sided conversation, one clear winner triumphing over its opponent. The idea that a replicant sustains as much value as the subject it imitates has already been proven across an immeasurable amount of time, from the instinctive moment our imagination interacted with those around us. But can we watch that obvious transformation take place before our eyes, challenging a perception that asks us to transport ourselves into the unknown?
The opening scene of Certified Copy suggests of level of academia not always present throughout the film. As James offers a short insight into the construction of his recently released novel we cut…
Now, I know I shouldn't let this out, as I will slide like an avalanche down the waiting list for acceptance into The High Order of Over-Achieving Cinephiles, or "hoax" as they like to refer to themselves as, but here goes nothing: Certified Copy was my introductory film into the talented cinematic world of Abbas Kiarostami.
It definitely didn't disappoint.
Kiarostami lays out a story about the worth, authenticity and beauty of a copy, or fake if you will. Wether that copy be a statue, a painting, a person or maybe a relationship.
Kiarostami's approach to the story is an ingenious one, and you certainly have to keep both eyes peeled open, and your ears perched, as it gets intricate…
The same is never the same. Identity is what makes you unique and recognizable. What is recognizable is the same: it repeats itself: it's a copy. So the copy is the real thing: the origin, the original (the ideal) doesn't exist. We always strive to go back, to retrieve the origins, the original, and we're striving to repeat, to copy, to make our story stammer. Marie is happy, she loves her stummering husband, costume jewelry for her is better than the precious one: so she was the one to pick the book "Copia conforme". "There's nothing simple about" her "simplicity" (James). Ideal is strong, protective, behind us, in our beloved past and MEMORY, it looks like the real thing (the…
Whenever I see a great film, it always blends in with its theme and irony so seamlessly. Certified Copy was a perfect example by tackling the issue of someone's moral dilemmas, philosophical views, and more.
Without spoiling or going deeper with the review, I gotta say that it made me go like "Wait, what the fuck?", then "Oh shit!" at the end. I love when these happen.
1. I love films like Linklater's Before trilogy, When Harry Met Sally, and even Man-Up, where 2 characters lead the plot by just having casual conversations.
2. Okay, Juliette Binoche is awesome, we already know it. But goddamn... William Shimell is so charismatic in this film. He is like…
Juliette Binoche with a stunnig performance in this wonderful film, Abbas Kiarostami was a master of his craft. We've lost one of the great filmmakers of this generation. (damn you 2016!)
This is only the second Abbas Kiarostami film I've watched, and wow. Just wow. His works continues to challenge and astound me. Like Taste of Cherry, Kiarostami's framing is still impeccable. Just an astounding film that I cannot wait to watch again.
Το είδος της επιτήδευσης που με ελκύει και ταυτόχρονα με απωθεί.
i loved this; there is basically nothing going on in this movie, but the way the plot details are slowly revealed and the way the language shifts back and forth and the way everything is presented as questionable and false but it could also possibly be reality is so engaging? it felt like a thriller at some points with the dialogue and pacing alone; i loved the way the world around the main characters and the main story doesn't stop just because we are trained to focus on the main characters and story. there is so much going on in the foreground and the background that it feels so real and adds so much to the main storyline because everything…
The characters and their conversations are used to express views on art, philosophy, etc. which contained some very interesting points but that I can't really see myself wanting to ever rewatch, because I don't need to hear them again.
The actual plot that ties it all together was good enough to keep my curiosity going and was pretty surprising at times. The effort and originality of making the film constantly switch between three languages has to be appreciated as well.
Film 17 - #17 in 'The Hard Drive Randomiser'
Certified Copy presents two sides of an argument elegantly, never neglecting the fact that there is a logic behind both points of view. James and Elle's first conversation is presented much like the argument: side by side, and mirrored to the audience. While their chat is initially a little flirtatious, suggesting a possible history between the two, the characters soon become native of their personalities: James the sophisticated yet surly, and Elle, fascinated yet unhappy. A simple assumption changes their dynamic entirely, setting the film on an unconventionally odd path, and by an inevitable reconciliation, there's still the question of their authenticity, with frustratingly few answers. But then, much like the art they scrutinise, perhaps that was the entire point.
Full review at Big Face, Small Razor.
i saw myself tonight,
caught my reflection in the mirror....
you should stop me there,
but i keep on talking....