Left me pretty much speechless and exhausted with its sheer force of emotion which will require some processing, but I just want to mention that I think this one probably had the most profound writing by Bergman, and those are some high standards.
Superlatives don't do justice to its unforgettable dialogues nor to the incredible performances by Ingrid Bergman and Liv Ullmann. A new favourite from one of my absolute favourite auteurs.
At the ruins of memory. The fleetingness, fragility and imperfection of recollection.
Probably the most brilliant cinematic exploration of time and place I have seen, with its lyrical editing gorgeously blending together fragments of past and present, of individual and collective trauma. The recurring parallel of the two cities and two personal experiences was pure beauty.
Really makes the most out of its poetic language in transcending narrative boundaries and predispositions, especially in the context of its time. It will haunt me for a long time, and I will love it.
We, as a human species, don't deserve these creations of Varda's talent. What an immaculate glow this film has. Even though it's full of misery, the gorgeous color palette makes it feel like a heavenly fairytale saturated in sunflowers, and I love that dissonance.
Due to my recent fascination with Almodóvar, I had huge expectations for this. It surpassed everything.
A tenderly exhaustive and beautifully shot film that has a lot to say in its thoroughly intimate and thought-out way. The amount of introspectivity is almost overwhelming. Will surely go down as one of the greatest films of the decade for me.
