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Last Year at Marienbad
Takes place in a chateau, an ambiguous story of a man and a woman who may or may not have met last year at Marienbad.
Self-indulgent cinema at its most beautiful. I wanted to love this because duh, but I hated it because also duh. It goes nowhere, it fails to create any kind of atmosphere, and the "nightmare" it portrayed was a pretty tame nightmare. I once had a nightmare where my penis turned into a snake and ate my butt. Make a movie about that.
Deconstructing cinema much in the way Bresson wanted to do but in more grand fashion. It is akin to the Dadaist art movement of anti-art, breaking the rules and destroying the notion of what we perceive as true art. Perhaps not fully to that extent but Resnais clearly experiments with the medium of cinema in a way majorly unaccepted and ironically it becomes the focal point of where the film's greatness lies.
Last Year at Marienbad begins with repetitive and poetic narration ominously filling the air of the long empty corridors and parlors it softly speaks of. In the first few opening scenes alone it is apparent Resnais is ready to deliver something entirely unique to the world of cinema.…
Set within the confines of a grand château, Last Year at Marienbad is a vessel of half-memories and never-ending corridors. It's a black and white nightmare refusing to flow smoothly as all of its elements face off in a tremendous aesthetic battle. Organ music pummels into dialogue, distracting from dense and repetitive conversations, and making it impossible to fully comprehend a grounded reality. The film has its own space, its own temporality, and everything is completely folded into the inescapable setting.
Despite being frequently labelled as ambiguous and surrealist, Last Year at Marienbad can be read in quite basic terms when stripped down. It's always seemed to me that the film attempts to depict the aftermath of a tragic affair…
Warning: There might be spoilers ahead.
My first venture into Alain Resnais' filmography couldn’t possibly have left a better impression. As great as straight forward structures can be, it's films like Last Year at Marienbad that give cinema such a unique identity and the ability to tell a story in a way that no other medium can. I like ambiguous films, but it’s the experimental nature on top that really makes this a special piece of work. I don’t really know how to review a movie that often completely ignores typical movie conventions, instead I’m going to talk about observations I made regarding the content, style and what impression they left me with.
Last Year at Marienbad is a film…
Last Year at Marienbad is one of the most surprising films I have ever seen. I had read many articles on how the film is rather aware of itself, or was considered pretentious. I, however, find that the film was remarkably advanced for its time - this is '61, people. The only other Alain Resnais film I have seen to date is Mon oncle d'Amerique, which I did not enjoy immensely (aside: after this, I plan a rewatch very soon). Yet with this film, Resnais has created something that has not aged noticeably, along with some of the most beautiful and influential camerawork in the history of cinema. Many parodies were apparently spawned from the style of this film, lending…
I know its ultra plebeian of me to not give this five stars but watching pretty looking aristocrats valiantly battle their apathy and ennui while a droning organ ceaselessly drills into your skull is really not my favourite way of spending a Sunday evening. From what i had read, I was led to at least expect a thought-provoking experience full of ambiguity and rich thematic content but as it turns out there were not too many layers for me to explore and it was actually pretty straight forward. But most importantly, it never really engrossed me and I was completely cold right through.
However. The fact that it is so ridiculously beautiful does make up for quite a bit more…
So haunting. So beautiful. So artistic. The fragmented narrative is some of the best I've seen. A mesmerizing masterpiece.
Pocas películas han generado tantas conjeturas como "Marienbad". Inspirado por las que el maestro Quim Casas lleva a cabo en 'Pantalla Rasgada' (Arkadin Ediciones, 2014), me enfrento al Misterio y salgo...vampirizado.
Resnais dijo en su día que había tantos "Marienbads" como espectadores y, tras ver la película, entiendes perfectamente el sentido de sus palabras.
Mi 'L'anne dernière...' es un film de amor y de terror, y también un musical con un "ostinato" como leitmotiv y bailarines ejecutando una danza estática. Es el retrato de una obsesión y un poema sobre una pasión amorosa condenada a un eterno retorno (ay, Sísifo..) por su falta de sincronía.
En esta última idea creo (yo) que reside su esencia. Queda expresada de manera diáfana…
I really didn't expect much from this film, being one of those mid-top 250 films which was probably excellent only at its time. Then, I remembered that the list is of the top 250 films of all time for God's sake (according to critics and filmmakers at least), so, every film has the possibility of a five star rating. This is just backed up with this truly elegant film by Alain Resnais.
I don't quite fully know what it 'means' - I'll look more into the writer's work to try to figure that out - but what I got from it was a tremendous piece of work on memory and nightmarish reminiscence.…
Wow. Definitely ranks in the top 3 most visually stunning movies I have ever seen (I am not sure what the other two would be). I am sad that iTunes does not allow you to take screenshots....I would have had a lot of them.
A brilliant piece that deals with memory's unreliability in a gloriously disjointed narrative, Alain Resnais's film is one of the most cerebrally horrifying things ever seen on screen. Man, woman, husband, lovers intertwine their lives at a spa and tumble fatally into irresolution and fantasy. While its narrative twists too many times to be clever on the level of a masterpiece, Last Year at Marienbad deserves your attention.
Some beautiful cinematography, especially the opening shots - but MAN, that was one of the most boring experiences I've ever endured.
What the heck even happened in that movie
My first viewing of this was met with gradual discontent for its execution. I understand the application of stream of consciousness style chronology and a dream-like atmosphere, but it seemed to linger on so carelessly that I almost felt the urge to split the viewing into two sessions. Alas, I could not allow for my will to be broken and I truly was interested in the spiderweb of desire and mystery that lies within the kaleidoscopic storyline of this film. And I am very glad I was able to see it conclude, as by the end that gradual discontent had dissipated and an immediate admiration and lasting impression was brought upon me. I think with another viewing, I may find the pacing and collage-style dialogue to be tasteful and carefully placed. And I have not even begun to talk of the gorgeous cinematography or wonderful acting performances. Truly a challenging film if there ever was one.
Really really enjoyed this, although I still haven't completely wrapped my head around it. Not much at all actually. Its a confusing dream of a film, the narrative is broken and repetitious and yet its so simple in its themes that it's almost maddening that I can't make sense of it fully. It's beautiful looking too; literally stunning b&w photography, especially the way the interior of the building was captured. It's a real shame that I have such a large backlog of movies to watch, because this one deserves to experienced again very soon. A true reminder of the limitless possibilities of film.
- A Trip to the Moon
- The Great Train Robbery
- The Birth of a Nation
- Les Vampires
- 12 Angry Men
- 2001: A Space Odyssey
- 25th Hour
- 3 Women
- Only God Forgives
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
- Spring Breakers
- A Field in England
Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…