Great stunt, decent film. Ironically, VICTORIA is at its best when flouting the hyper-immediate realism that its single take brings (viz. sequences where Frahm's score drowns out diegetic sound, the opening scene). Also, goes about 30 minutes too long, foregoing the chance to end on a high note. Fun, exhausting.
Stunning and endlessly rewarding even if this were only a formal exercise, but this builds to leave a rather intangible, devestating impression. The film captures the transience of individual moments with heartbreaking sincerity. The mother is upset that her youngest daughter's early scribblings were thrown away until she is reminded that her other children's mementoes are now sitting in a box in the basement. All is ephemeral.