Melancholic and atmospheric tale. Could be something really powerful, but the need to constant stimulate sadness makes the movie fail in delivering a full significant experience.
A marvelous crafted web of social ties and its exploration of fragilities.
A portuguese review was made for my blog (virtual-illusion.blogspot.pt/2017/05/a-subtileza-das-relacoes-humanas.html)
Mesmerising black-and-white cinematography, hypnotic rhythm made of ultra-long shots moving in slow zooms and pans, all enveloped by an ominous music and constant rain. “Satantango” is an eerily artefact, that moves our inner feelings, even when you don't fully comprehend what’s going on in the screen.
Throughout seven hours we’re invited to enter a place in a specific time (1980’s) and geography (Hungary), but that seems more like a parallel and impossible world dimension.
If you accept to dance the tango, you’ll not be able to give up.