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In a small dilapidated village in 1980s Hungary, life has come to a virtual standstill. The autumn rains have started. The villagers expect to receive a large cash payment that evening, and then plan to leave. Some want to abscond earlier with more than their fair share of the money. However they hear that the smooth talking Irimias, whom they thought had died, is coming back. They are apprehensive that he will take all their money in one of his grandiose schemes to keep the community going.
A REVIEW FOR MY #1 FAVORITE FEATURE FILM OF MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE, AND MAYBE FOREVER WITH A 99.5% PROBABILITY.
Don't read it as a review, but as a magazine article. This is the longest thing I have ever written about one single film, but it is also the only review that made me cry out of sentiment while constructing it.
Before starting to construct a modest, fully developed essay about Béla Tarr's Sátántangó, let's make a nostalgic resume about some of the most wonderful experiences cinema has offered throughout its history. German Expressionism represented the pinnacle of Berlin's technical vision and resulted in the most visually captivating and thought-provoking classic masterpiece up to a hair-rising degree. After the Second World…
An absolute masterpiece from Bèla Tarr, who really does prove he's one of the greatest directors of all time. Seven long hours pass beautifully, each of the 157 shots in the film precisely framed and captured to perfection. If I were to highlight only one sequence in this absolute fucking classic of all cinema, it would be the final 30 minutes, which are among the creepiest I've ever seen in a movie and leave a lasting impression that provokes nightmares and chills. Those thirty minutes alone make it one of the best films I have ever seen.
'What can you make in a small village?'
'You can make a masterpiece'
A 7 hour and 30 minutes of pure experience, which can make you feel that Cinema is life and it's worth living for.
Bela Tarr has made a art which is beyond imagination, it is like entering into his world and experiencing it frame by frame. Werckmeister Harmonies which I had a first hand experiencing to a world I have never entered before, and now this. I literally don't have words to describe it.
The camera, the feeling, the village, the people, the life and the experience within it. Bela Tarr has given us a gift. One of the story in this movie is of A Girl…
Lovefilm sent me the first Sátántangó disc yesterday and the second today.
So far my questions are:-
1) Why didn't anyone warn me about this?
2) Why didn't I check its length?
3) Why didn't I notice its director?
4) Why am I such an idiot?
5) Should I put the last disc on to low priority, or just get them to send it as soon as possible to get the pain over and done with?
THIS IS AN OLD REVIEW FROM AGES AGO, although this one is actually one of the favourite I wrote.
I had put off watching Bela Tarr's Satantango for a long time, unsurprisingly due to its hefty running time, but I finally got the courage to sit through it (in two sittings) yesterday. I expected to be bored to death, and walk away feeling relieved at reaching the ending yet with appreciation of the film also. I was wrong. Not only did I appreciate the film's style, I also thoroughly enjoyed it. Seemingly next to nothing happens in term of plot, yet somehow, the fact that many stories in the film were 'pointless' seemed to make it better. This film is…
A truly harrowing yet astonishing film about the final days of a farming community as they deal with two men who are presumed dead in the fall of Communist Hungary as it's a very challenging yet intoxicating film from Bela Tarr.
Part 1 introduces us to a handful of characters who have recently been offered settlement money to close the community's farm. As various husband and wife pairings scheme to obtain a greater share of the cash, news spreads that two con men -- both of whom were believed to be dead -- have returned to town, generating fear among community members who believe that they will be swindled out of their settlement. We meet these con men in part 2, which is cheekily titled "Rise from the Dead." Despite employing several, albeit mesmerizing, long takes that last several minutes at a time, these first two parts do a terrific job of establishing a strong sense of place while hinting at…
Hypnotic, beautiful, open, scabrous, funny, despairing, cynical, endless.
Sátántangó is a great film and very much worth the watch. Whether it is worth the FULL running is hard to state, as some scenes do not seem entirely worth their length. However, I respect Tarr's choices pretty unquestioningly. His desire to give the Hungarian underclass - or indeed, the underclass that is Hungary - an epic portrayal, in their dreary existence I think DOES justify this film entirely on more than simply an artistic level.
NB: the cat scene is very, very difficult to watch. I am informed the cat was fine, that there were vets around at all times and that it to this day lives with Tarr, but at least the first of those assertions seem very hard for me to believe. I personally literally shouted at the screen, so do be warned.
make your film as overlong and desultory as possible and then watch the pompous masses flock to call it the greatest masterpiece of all-time
- that is the regime of artless hacks such as tarr, malick, bergman, tarkovskij, etc.
This moves at a pace akin
To sleep-deprived snails.
7 and a half hours of brilliant filmmaking! I was surprisingly not bored, and I was instead gripped. Bela Tarr's style is wonderful to watch, including particularly many continuous shots following characters in his bleak, monochrome world.
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