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Le Quattro Volte
In the backcountry of southern Italy’s mountainous region of Calabria, an old shepherd leads his flock to pasture along paths in the hills which have fallen into disuse. Every morning, the church housekeeper trades a handful of the church’s dust for some of the shepherd’s fresh milk. Every evening, the elderly shepherd dissolves the "magic" powder in water and drinks this mixture to remedy his aches and pains. One day, he doesn’t show up for their trade. The next day, he dies in his bed as his goats keep vigil over his passing. A kid takes its first steps, but he is slower than the rest of the flock and falls behind. He falls into a ditch in the middle of the forest. Unable to climb out, he bleats for help, but neither the new shepherd, nor his dog, hear him. When he finally emerges from the ditch, he finds that he is alone. He wanders aimlessly until, as night begins to fall, he stumbles onto a majestic fir tree in which he seeks shelter.
After watching Le Quattro Volte it was early evening. I walked outside and pulled some small splits from our wood stack in preparation to build the evening fire. I brought them into the kitchen, laid them near the stove, and gathered some dry kindling like I always do.
I opened the stove door, and delicately shoveled the top layer of fine ash and dust and carefully deposited it into the ash pail beside the stove like I always do. The ash pail will later be emptied into an air tight ash can in the driveway, the contents later used on our driveway on icy winter days. The removal of the ash reveals a small bed of dying embers, gently releasing…
I read that it was a visual poem to the Pythagorean idea of the soul migrating from man to animal to plant life. Whoa. That's a film for a Sunday morning viewing if ever there was one. I thought I would have to come prepared with knowledge of pre-Socratic philosophy, not my strong suit.
I didn't really want to work that hard. I preferred the idea of wanting to see it at some point in my life, secretly hoping that that point might never turn into a concrete now. But alas I noticed that it was expiring on Netflix very soon. It had to be done. I picked a morning time slot and came to it with plenty of caffeine.…
The wind still blows.
The wind is the world in motion. We are the world. We are the wind.
We are the bells.
We change every day. We are not stone.
We are flesh. And blood. And fur. And dirt.
We await. We adore. We transform.
Time never stops.
The wind still blows.
It gives us breath, it carries our words. It carries us.
It chimes the bells.
The bells are life. The bells are home.
We tend to the bells, and the bells tend to us.
Nature and routine. An eternal symbiosis guiding us into the unknown.
Both with the same goal, reward, curse.
Life and death. Flesh and blood.
Winner signaled by brief panic, then death.…
Meditative is normally a polite way of saying a film is crushingly slow and boring, yet the description is accurate here and far from a criticism. Le Quattro Volte is a film about life, its cycles and unwavering endurance. Set in a small farming village nestled in the Italian hills of Calabria, the film chronicles life in four acts; each focused on the Pythagorean philosophy that mineral, vegetable, animal and human are all reincarnated.
It is a film that deals in big and small moments and treats them all with equal importance. Words such as transcendent, profound and spiritual can easily be thrown around when describing the film, and they would be worthy descriptions, but what is surprising is that…
Film #13 of Cinebro's "Long Live the New Flesh" Challenge
I throw the word "meditative" around a lot when describing movies. It's not until I saw "Le Quattro Volte," however, that I realized how empty of a descriptor that is.
"Le Quattro Volte" is a dialogue-free story set in the steppes of Southern Italy. Based on the "four realms" of Pythagorean metaphysics (animal, vegetable, mineral, and rational/intellectual), it gives us four interconnected stories charting various stages of birth, death, and reincarnation. Traditional plot devices are replaced by quiet contemplation. A lot of time is spent observing the daily life of a goat, for example, or the felling of a tree. You may be rolling your eyes already, picturing a fat…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Michelangelo Frammartino has accused traditional cinema of being manipulative in its use of musical score to provoke superficial, shallow emotional responses in the viewer. Swelling strings at the pivotal moments of Robert Zemeckis and Steven Spielberg films have become fodder for parody, but some will defend them as being inextricable from their respective genres. I don't believe this criticism is being aimed at the big blockbusters, however, as Frammartino probably considers it a separate art form to art cinema, more comparable to a theme park ride (not that we should be ashamed for taking pleasure in "fun" and frivilous films - I think we've all learned to put Bourdieu away). It is being leveled at less bombastic (even self-described as…
Michelangelo Frammartino's foreshadowing/callback game is pretty sick, especially since he also manages to simultaneously obfuscate the passage of time. Everything begins and ends with charcoal. Ants crawl across a man, a goat, and a tree. Yet the village, revealed to be a colossus of life, never changes too much. Or maybe it's changed so much that it's back to where it started?
But nothing compares to the goats. A sneezing baby goat is bliss.
... even beats John Wick in my annual award for 'Best Performance from a Dog'.
A wonderfully exquisite circle of nature. My girlfriend liked it because of the baby goats, so there's something in this for everyone.
This film has some of the best acting from goats I've ever seen.
Rodada en un estilo casi documental, sin diálogos e invitando al espectador a la mera observación de la naturaleza por medio de ‘personajes’ tan variopintos como un anciano, un rebaño de cabras y un árbol cualquiera de un frondoso bosque de Calabria.
Su director, Michelangelo Frammartino, nos presenta un film poético, armonioso y lleno de belleza a través del cual podremos descubrir los eternos ciclos de la vida. El escenario es un pueblo de Calabria (Italia) encaramado en unas altas colinas desde las cuales se divisa a lo lejos el mar Jónico, un lugar donde el tiempo parece haberse detenido, y donde se puede aún respirar la serenidad del puro y fresco viento. Aquí pasa sus últimos días un viejo…
High on the hill lives a lonely goatherd.......but The Sound of Music this movie certainly is not. In fact not only is there no music, there are no words spoken. Just goats, an old man, a dog, a tree, and various peripheral persons going about their lives in what might superficially seem like a visual essay riffing on mundanity. By the end though, Le Quattro Volte becomes something altogether richer, with unexpected layers of existential and philosophical significance that are hugely rewarding. But the real surprises come via its spiritual dimensions, with key edits overtly implying a transmigration of the soul from man to goat to tree and the suggestion of a timeless connection between all nature's elements. Humour also…
A narrative Samsara. It was good, but not as pretty or as narratively driven as I would have liked it to be.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
You know why everyone has their own interpretation of this film? It’s because it is so lacking in content that you can read what you like into it.
I know that sounds harsh. For the director, Michelangelo Frammartino, it’s about the breakdown between man and nature. For me, it’s watching a lovely collection of beautiful imagery, great ambient sound, and a fine performance from Giuseppe Fuda as the elderly shepherd. The collection does not include plot or strong themes. I got about 35 minutes into the film before I realised that nothing was going to happen. There would be no character development, and the only surprising thing about the shepherd’s death for me is that it did not happen at…
Considering there is no dialogue in this film and one of the main characters is a tree, it was alarmingly engrossing. The first half was full of hilarious moments as well as genuinely saddening moments (I now love goats). Second half was a bit more "deep" and hammered home the messages about the cyclical nature of life and existence. Beautifully shot and genuinely astonishing in terms of the fact it exists, Le Quattro Volte is much more enjoyable in the traditional sense than it may initially seem.
Great 60-90 min films (for those days when you just don't have the energy to watch a 3 hour masterpiece)
Doesn't the title of the list explain it well enough? This is a list of hight quality "short" films. Easy…
Complete list. :-(