I've been thinking a lot about the line that is said by several characters in this film. "Will it leave a scar/Did it leave a scar?"
Initially it made me think of the superficiality of their concerns; how it will look.
But then we see the transitory nature of things. The fleeting friendships we make in youth, the emotions of others and yourself, the way we make a big deal about certain situations only to find that a new day…
Throughout the movie I wondered how different my experience watching this would have been had I read Chekhov's Uncle Vanya. I don't think it's necessary to have read the play but after watching this I'd like to read the play and rewatch this movie.
There was a moment in the movie when they reach Hokkaido, where it suddenly became silent. For a few seconds you see the passing winter landscape in silence. It's the kind of silence you hear when…
The footage of the volcanoes and of Katia and Maurice Krafft was breath taking but I found the narration and dramatic music to be unnecessary and took away from the captivating footage.
Their romance and their partnership was palpable from their own footage that it did not need any narration to explain it.
There was a bit too much going on in this documentary stylistically (like the animations and forced poetry/analyses) that was competing against the absolutely stunning visuals and…
Very much a comfort movie.
Brownstones, poems, fine parchment, gold trim on old books, long distance friendships, dust and must. This is probably one of my favourite Anthony Hopkins performances. I love the way he plays repressed or restrained characters and the way he enunciates. I don't think Anne Bancroft was the right casting choice but she wasn't bad. The movie could do without her breaking the fourth wall several times throughout and the way they chose to end the movie was a little disappointing.
I love and I miss letter correspondences.
There is a lot of respect for the characters in this movie and for the viewers. There was a lot of power in what was shown and what wasn't.
The themes and events were familiar (some events eerily paralleling my own relationship with my mother) and I'm thankful it was shown with such grace on screen.
The burdens that come with devotion, the sacrifices that are made from a place of love, the genuine desire to want the people around…
“I was pretty well through with the subject. I’d probably considered it from most of its various angles, including the one that certain injuries or imperfections are a subject of merriment while remaining quite serious for the person possessing them. It’s funny. It’s very funny. And it’s a lot of fun too, to be in love. Do you think so.”
I decided to replay this movie in the background while I worked today. Instead I stood in front of the tv and watched the entire movie standing.