Theo, where have you been all my life? Truly one of the greats. Magical, meditative stuff. The bus sequence towards the end is stunning. Eternity and a Day didn't have the same emotional impact that Landscape in the Mist had on me, but it is equally as good, if not even slightly better.

I will not attempt to review this film after a first viewing. All I can do is jot down a few impressions I had while watching, which will not make sense to anyone, but will remind me of the film.

The film consists of a series of beautifully orchestrated and choreographed tableaux.

It sings to those who long for something, that deep longing like a force of nature that guides one without making itself known.

It speaks to those who wonder what it is they can do in the world, affect it somehow, leave a footprint.

Ever so gently it leads those whose obsession is to celebrate life with words, notes or colour to the more down-to-earth dance on the beach, the dinner by the water, the arms of a loved one.

Part of the Sunday Mornings with Coffee series.

خلال الشهور القليلة الماضية كان اتصالي الوحيد بالعالم من خلال جيراني المجهولين هؤلاء الذي يستجيبون لي دائماً بنفس الموسيقى.. من هم.. كيف شكلهم.. في صباحٍ ما, أردتُ الذهاب ومقابلتهم, لكنني غيرتُ رأيي, ربما من الأفضل أن لا أقابلهم وأتخيلهم

سيمفونية من الحزن و حنين الي الماضي و الطفوله

"but today, give me this day as if it was the last, give me this day !"

Algo aqui me lembra Roma; outras coisas me lembram O Sacrifício; e ainda algo há de inédito. Eu não encontro erros nesse filme, mas talvez uma segunda vez assistindo-o possa me fazer entendê-lo melhor (?)

Ey! Selim!
Bu gece bizimle olamaman ne acı.
Ey! Selim!
Çok korkuyorum, Selim.
Deniz o kadar büyük ki!
Gittiğin yerde bizi ne bekliyor Selim?
Hepimizin gideceği o yer neye benziyor?
Dağlar mı var, vadiler mi,
polisler mi var orada askerler mi?
Hiç geriye bakmadık ki biz.
Şimdi tek görebildiğim, deniz,
uçsuz bucaksız deniz.
Rüyamda annemi gördüm gece,
kapının eşiğinde durmuş, ağlıyordu.
Noeldi, çanlar çalıyordu.
Dağlara kar düşmüştü.
Keşke burada olsaydın
bize eskisi gibi o limanlardan,
Marsilya'dan, Napoli'den,
Şu koca dünyadan bahsetseydin.
Ey! Selim, anlat, anlat bize.
Şu koca dünyadan bahset.
Ey! Selim, konuş, konuş bizimle.

I’m really quite mad that someone was able to make a movie this good

Angelopoulos choreographs every shot beautifully, even thrillingly—or it might be thrilling if, when strung together, the whole thing weren’t so meditative.  All these haunting sequences perfectly edited together in sum create a hypnotic, dreamlike reverie.

And yet…  And yet.  I can’t help but feel that Roger Ebert maybe had a point when he accused Angelopoulos of arrogance and self-importance (for a different film, but still).  There are times here (most notably with Ganz and his elderly mother) that seem almost like a parody of an emotional Bergman or Dreyer scene; it’s like Theo knows the melody but can’t quite hit the notes.  I must stress that this barely bothered me, but it does break the spell.

Angelopoulos is a huge blind spot for me, and this seems like as good an entry point as any.  I look forward to seeing more.

Zaman geçtikçe daha fazla etkiliyor
100/100

Tell me mother, why can't one learn to love ?

A fantastically staged, quiet drama about a man searching for purpose and finding it in protecting a child, who he finds a kindred spirit in. At times a little too distant for me. Reading other reviews I notice many find the movie riveting, but it just didn't hit a similar chord with me. There are immensely powerful scenes weaved into the narrative and for the most part the story is very good, but there was something about the movie, which just didn't grip me as hard as I would have hoped.