Synopsis
One City. One Night. One Take.
A young Spanish woman who has newly moved to Berlin finds her flirtation with a local guy turn potentially deadly as their night out with his friends reveals a dangerous secret.
2015 Directed by Sebastian Schipper
A young Spanish woman who has newly moved to Berlin finds her flirtation with a local guy turn potentially deadly as their night out with his friends reveals a dangerous secret.
Laia Costa Frederick Lau Franz Rogowski Burak Yiğit Max Mauff André Hennicke Eike Frederik Schulz Hans-Ulrich Laux Lena Klenke Philipp Kubitza Martin Goeres Andreas Schmitka Jan Breustedt David Micas Timo Honsa Bernd Weikert Adolfo Assor Ansgar Ballendat Ambar de la Horra Luca De Massis Anne Düe Daniel Fripan Frederik Klaus Nadja Laura Mijthab Dennis Oestreich
Sebastian Schipper Andreas Schreitmüller Barbara Buhl Catherine Baikousis Christiane Dressler Jan Dressler David Keitsch Anatol Nitschke
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the film was shot in one single long take by sturla brandth grøvlen from about 4:30 AM to 7:00 AM on 27 april 2014 in the kreuzberg and mitte neighborhoods. the script consisted of twelve pages, with most of the dialogue being improvised. DUDE
in times of trouble just think 'wwvd' (what would victoria do) and then don't do that
37/100
My most popular A.V. Club review ever! One idiotic aspect of the single-shot movie I neglected to mention: The longer the shot goes on, the more likely it is that the director is happily settling for mediocrity (in performance, composition, etc.), since nobody's gonna want to start all over again because of some minor flaws that occur over an hour into the take. A "good enough" mentality would inevitably kick in at some point and then get stronger with each passing minute. Precision is sacrificed, and for what? "Intensity"? I just don't see it.
[Comments now locked because this is another one that attracts insults. Get some impulse control, people. Jesus.]
Beeindruckend, intensiv, atemberaubend. Eine einzige lange Kameraaufnahme kombiniert mit einem packenden Drehbuch und viel Platz für Improvisation führt zu einem Heist Movie-Erlebnis der besonderen Sorte. Klar, hier und da sind Dinge, die scharf sein sollten, unscharf, dort und hier sind ein paar Bilder zu dunkel oder das Framing stimmt nicht, aber Victoria ist ein Film, dessen außergewöhnliche Machart fasziniert und vom Hocker reißt. Alles in allem ist es mehr als nur ein kleines Filmexperiment, sondern ein besonders nahegehendes, mitreißendes, spannendes Wechselbad der Gefühle. Auch die Performance der hervorragenden Hauptdarsteller Laia Costa, Frederick Lau und Franz Rogowski muss hervorgehoben werden. Victoria ist sicherlich weit von Perfektion entfernt, ist dafür aber ein einzigartiger Film, der zeigt, dass das deutsche Kino noch immer die Filmwelt verändern kann.
Shot in real time, filmed in one continuous take & made all the more believable by excellent performances from its cast, Victoria has that foreboding ambience that keeps giving off the vibe that something unfortunate is going to happen any moment now and even though its single-take gimmick is attention grabbing, it's the story & characters that hold this film together.
Victoria covers a couple of hours in the life of its titular character, a young Spanish woman in Berlin who, while leaving a club one early morning, meets four local guys who invite her to hang out with them for a while, to which she agrees. Although her adventurous night out with them ends on an amicable note, a last-minute favour…
to those that think all films shot entirely in one take are lame and gimmicky just watch Victoria. it’s two hours of uncut anxiety and some of the most thrilling filmmaking out there. really good shit
48/100
For the first hour or so of Victoria, its tender, messy freedom is unmatched. Like a "Before" installment with an added ingredient of danger, the one-take gimmick shines a light on the tedious but beautiful roots of love. Up until a certain point, it's a marvelous, showstopping dance led by two stunning performers.
But this is a 2 hour 18 minute movie, and as soon as director Sebastian Schipper tries to crank the dial, he leads the way towards an end point that I did not care for. It's infuriating because the direction the movie follows feels like the exact opposite of what it needs. The way the film is shot (if you didn't hear, it's all in one take you guyyyyyyys!) reveals a key point in this logic; it isn't a film about these characters and their endless details, but the circus-act itself.