Prenant pour bande sonore improvisée les Gymnopédies, Sarabandes, et Gnossiennes de Satie, on serait tenté de croire que Delluc a construit son film avec ces compositions en tête tellement les deux se marient bien.
Ce que les deux oeuvres ont en commun est bien évidemment l'évocation d'un passé, d'un sentiment nostalgique, qui nous accompagne dans le présent. La Femme de Nulle Part se porte témoin de ce sentiment.
Le film ne recèle que très peu de péripéties, cherchant plutôt, par…
A sustained Darwinian nightmare.
Like all of Yufit's films; a satirical, tragic, and surreal look at the ways we either succumb to, or attempt to transcend our biological reality.
Here, our protagonist's disenchantment with her father's tales is representative of the modern world's own disenchantment with myth and metaphysics in the name of biological, scientific reductionism. Yufit's art comes as the natural conclusion to this reductionism.
I'm Thinking of Ending Things is a fractal experience. Each idea introduced is refracted throughout the film; approached from a different angle each time it appears.
The film is only as linear as the arrow of time dictates it must be. If rearranged, one can imagine the film producing a whole new set of thematic associations.
Without a solid narrative to cling onto, we are forced to find footing in themes rather than plot points. Those unwilling to give themselves…
In art, there's a lot of talk of the "human condition". But never have I ever seen the human condition tied so fervently to the biological context, as in the films of Evgeniy Yufit.
The "human condition" is that of humans conditioned by an evolutionary history, a physical reality. And as we see in 'Father Frost Is Dead', humans may, in fact, be conditioned to malfunction. The products of what we call human consciousness, may simply be a progressive spiraling out into psychic decay.
