In the Mood for Love

Was this an influence on Barry Jenkins for If Beale Street Could Talk? It has to be, right?

Beale Street is telling a completely different story, but the mood of that film feels like it’s sitting on your chest. Every component felt like it was cranking  that mood one notch higher until it almost smothered you. I’d never experienced that much synergy between writing, acting, cinematography and score in service of this one emotion.

Well, until I saw In the Mood for Love. It has that same aching synergy. It has that same chest constricting mood. Totally different story, but similar style.

Writing, acting, cinematography, and repeated music cues all aligning like waves of light to form a laser. Oh man, that should have been my opener.