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A surreal, virtually plotless series of dreams centered around six middle-class people and their consistently interrupted attempts to have a meal together.
What can I say; I think I’ve found a new favourite director after a single film.
Buñuel has the same high regard for both his characters and audience alike. Like a cat with a mouse, he toys with them; tosses them up in the air, bats them about a while, then sits back and watches them wobble and stumble about; all the time his tail gingerly flicking. Just when you think you have your bearings; and escape into a lush field of meaning is within grasp; he pounces again.
I’ve read that Buñuel was an accomplished hypnotist in his youth, and that he believed that the movies were a form of hypnotism. I believe it; I’m still in a trance.
A winding, inescapable nightmare separated by emptiness. If this wasn't so harshly hilarious it would be impossible to take in, mainly because entitlement doesn't seem like a topic to showcase without a certain measure of levity. Its structure, beginning like an awkward play of misunderstandings, soon dissolves into a satirical depiction of grating realities, utilizing the energy of chaos as a contrast between the consistently still and contained imagery. Even the most surrealistic incident within this dreamlike series of events carries an unflinching eye, viewing all the strange and despicable behavior like a curious animal; wide-eyed and casually attentive.
Don't you hate it when restaurants run out of water?
When I first heard the title, I thought, "Finally! Someone's going to tell the truth about the bourgeoisie!" What a disappointment. It would be hard to imagine a less fair or, or accurate portrait.
Hard to quantify the cumulative satirical force this movie brings to bear, as it maintains the same level of genial drollery from start to finish. I always start out mildly amused, wind up gobsmacked...but it seems entirely possible that shuffling the scenes at random would have much the same effect. It's just a single pointed joke that gets funnier and funnier, abetted by a sextet of actors who refrain from any winking or nudging—Bulle Ogier in particular achieves maximum vacuity without calling attention to herself…
Another Buñuel and again I must rhyme;
Appropriate since it's much weirder this time.
Though unlike before where things start with the feast
In ...Charm it seems eating's like sex to a priest:
Forbidden, taboo, and declined against will
Though suffering fools keep attempting their fill.
A sextet of dilettantes (much like before)
Discuss what is proper, indulgent, and more.
But there where 'society' deemed what is right,
Cocaine/infidelity/murder's our plight.
A strange set of morals; I guess that's the key
To poke fun at people more, well, discreetly.
Their wealth and their social esteem's much less clear
And so is their odd way of showing good cheer.
Confounded by knocking at every turn,
That damned door's bad luck, yet…
Christopher Nolan eat your heart out, because The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie has an even wilder dream-in-dream-in-dream-in-dream construction than Inception. The entire film revolves around sextet of middle-class friend who attempt to dine together, but who are repeatedly interrupted by the most mildly absurd circumstances that are nevertheless nonchalantly accepted by each of them, spawning a bizarre pseudo-world that constantly fools the audience. Starting off as merely amusing, the joke of the unachievable dinner plans builds and builds and builds into something much larger that gets funnier with every twist and turn. The same formula applies to the ‘side-stories’, such as the one centred on the alleged deprivation of the fictitious Republic of Miranda of which one of the…
Holy bejeezus, what an odd film. I mean truly odd. Not in the Lynch way, though, but in some completely new way. Sometimes it plays out like a Monty Python skit. Sometimes it feels like French New Wave. Sometimes it feels like a laugh track is missing. Sometimes it comes this close to slapstick but without the pay-off. It is definitely satire, though, that much I can say with confidence. The film pokes fun at so many things it could be (and probably has been) the subject of many a PhD dissertation.
I honestly can't write a review of it, at least not without spending way too much time I don't have right now reading about it.
All I can say is it is truly odd, and compelling and engaging and I loved it. I really loved it.
I was not charmed by the film. Maybe its charm was too discreet for me. Bunuel, is not very easy to comprehend for general watchers like me. I immensely loved-"Viridiana"-but failed to connect to Tristana etc. There is no doubt concerning his skills in the trade. There is no doubt "the discreet charm" is a good film. However. it is not a film I'll re-watch.
The dreams depicted in the film are extraordinarily intuitive. It does take us to the mind chamber of the bourgeoisie-depicts their fear and apprehensions beautifully. The dreams of the soldiers are also symbolic. Yes, the film succeeds in drawing the life-style of the bourgeoisie, contrasting them with life style of other sectors of society.
I went into this with extremely low expectations given the title and premise, but overall, Bunuel was able to completely win me over. He blends Pythonesque and Fellinian surrealism with a visual style reminiscent of the best parts of Rivette and Leone, and although the jokes do get a little repetitive by the end, it is on the nose enough that it gets away with poking fun at itself. I initially wasn't convinced by fairly empty soundscape, but eventually I fell in love with the over-mixed foley and minimal music, to create a mood that feels like David Attenborough should cut in, describing the mating ritual of the upper class Frenchman. Overall, the experience is hilarious, surreal, and has, as one might imagine, a wonderful discreet charm.
"في كتاب عالم بونويل قال بأن بعض المشاهد كانت من أحلامه الشخصية وكان يكتبها مباشرة عند الأستيقاظ لكي لا ينساها لذلك قد لايكون هناك تفسير لبعض سيرياليته وتكون أضافة عفوية للفيلم." أشد أفلام بونويل تهكم على الطبقة البرجوازية، بداية الفيلم يجتمعون للعشاء لكن لم يكن هناك مايوجد في البيت فيقررون الذهاب لمطعم ويتفاجئون بوجود جثة صاحب المطعم "لم يهتموا سوى بأنفسهم وكيف ستتم خدمتهم وتقززوا من المنظر ولم يهتموا لحزن الطبقة الوسطى أو بعض التقدير للجنازة" ثم قرروا الذهاب، المشهد التالي البرجوازيين يقومون بعملية بيع كوكائين ويطرحون خططهم في توزيعه وهذا قد يكون سبب القبض عليهم في نهاية الفيلم، يليه تدخل الجيش في مشهد العشاء ثم أستئذانهم لأكمال الحرب ونسمع صوت الأنفجارات والطلقات وكأنه تصغير لما يحدث في الحرب الطبقة…
Mein erster Buñuel-Film (abgesehen vom “Andalusischen Hund”), eigentlich eh traurig, dass es solange gedauert hat. Sechs Vertreter der “Bourgeoisie” wollen sich zum Abendessen verabreden, absurde Ereignisse hindern sie aber daran: Ein Bischof, der als Gärtner anheuern will, ein Militärmanöver, eine Razzia gegen den Botschafter von Miranda (einer der sechs). Die Absurdität nimmt kein Ende, ständig zwischen Traum und Wirklichkeit hin- und hergerissen. Bissige Satire, Klassenkampf als Komödie. Großes Kino!
This movie is absWWHHRRRRROOOOOOOOMBLEEEHRRRRrrrssso that's why.
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)
Extraordinarily funny and cleverly written, "The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie" is a fantastic surrealist masterpiece that ranks among Luis Buñuel's best.
Vincent Canby wrote in his 1972 review of the film, “In addition to being extraordinarily funny and perfectly acted, The Discreet Charm moves with the breathtaking speed and self-assurance that only a man of Buñuel’s experience can achieve without resorting to awkward ellipsis.”
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