This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…
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…
One of the best. Upon a second watch I'll gather my thoughts better but so far I'm impressed by everything; the leads' performances, the amazing script, the camerawork, it was all delivered perfectly.
I love these kind of movies and I hate the fact that I'm not living one.
Juliette Binoche is so beautiful. This movie reminds me so much of Before Sunset. A man and a woman having a nice conversation while walking through beautiful places.
I love Italy. I love Juliette Binoche.
Kudos Abbas Kiarostami!
Curioso que o filme me perdeu muito cedo naquele mar de diálogos, mas lentamente, depois daquela virada, ele foi ganhando um pouco da minha atenção e quando acabou daquela forma abrupta eu não sabia bem o que pensar... Ainda não tinha gostado. Porém voltando pra casa acabei me pegando em vários pensamentos e imaginando outras coisas interessante sobre a ideia das cópias dentro daquela narrativa e o filme acabou crescendo mais um pouquinho kkk talvez revendo eu consiga absorver melhor.
"I'm afraid there's nothing very simple about being simple"
A stunning, enigmatic work. Like in the masterpiece he made 20 years prior, Close-Up, Kiarostami uses an economic approach to explore a wide variety of ideas. In Certified Copy he centers around two people and how their relationship evolves over the course of an evening - in some unexplained ways. Unlike Close-Up, which had an ending decisiveness, nothing is certain in Certified Copy: despite, essentially, having at least one of the two principles always in frame, their relationship constantly evolves and progresses, in a microcosm of sorts for an entire lifetime of relationship. It's a stunning, baffling approach that feels equally truthful and extraordinary.
Of course, Kiarostami crafts one of the…
Is there anything really called "Original"?? If there is, then what is a copy?? A version of that original?? Or may be another original? Confusing??? That's just the beginning....
Kiarostami's "Certified Copy" is still a mystery to me. There are characters, there is a plot, there are conversations but after sometime anything doesn't really look sensible. But it engages the audience, and Kiarostami's mysterious screenplay works.
"Certified Copy" is about an English Writer who has come to Italy for the promotion of his new book. Here He meets an antique shop owner (Binoche) who is curious about his book. So they decide to spend a day together to discuss the book more precisely. Sounds a bit like "The Before Trilogy"??…
The film lives up to its title and establishes Kiarostami as the master forger, intentionally creating a mystery between two different stories told in the same film. It is through this ambiguous plot-line that Abbas tries to make his point about how it's not important to know which art is real and which is copied. The film leaves you with a lot of questions, and that is a little annoying as Binoche's character says in the beginning about Miller's book. The best way to describe (or maybe not) certified copy would be as an adaptation of this particular book.
A bizzaro world Before Sunset.
I think I wasted far too much thought on the how of this movie because I kept expecting some sort of easy explanation but I realise a half day later one isn't needed. Maybe - easily - my favourite Juliette Binoche movie. I'd kill to see what a Before Sunrise would look like with her from the 90s.
Movies that are slightly off.
Originally a list made prior to Cannes 2014, now updated every mid-April.
This is every Palme d'Or nominee since the…