Despite a few flaws, this movie is a successfully reductive but also growth-stimulating , when reductive, fantasy ; of two very different, but content in their differences escapists in modernity, finding a private despite its absurdly public location, emotional space between themselves - after the less so drawn into the net , identity-precarious one, loses everything, and decides somewhat absurdly, to abandon city life upon a inlet island(after accidentally arriving there, that is) , soon preferring his own not quite right 'rationalisations' relative to all he'd thought he'd worked for , while the other, gradually finds the space between them a windowsill-like escape route she CAN take, unlike what she cannot, if she chooses to face her parents.
An excellent start.
though a little contrived one might say of the plot, this film is almost perfectly shot, only some scenes a little narrow, but that's kind of appropriate anyway ...
But much more to its credit than how its been shot, are some of the uses of living amongst others, no-space - no-choice but to learn to live with , ironic or sardonic futilities that get the marooned stiff a little loose as he gets progressively less able to find his 'rationalisations' useful , lol, poor sucker! while at the same time, the emotionless-ness of the other character, simply ignores his plight, almost as we are all as she is , up to a point, that is... as we observe more of her obsessions and a little stereotyped isolations and quirks, she begins to lose them , finding in this separated from the rest of the city man , a kind of increasingly thick a nest , to perhaps settle down on (did I say on? , I mean in, oops! ;-D ) , which almost dimension-ally at times, she can observe perversely, in REAL 3D , unlike everything else.
As he suffers of course, the plot comes to an end , as does the movie, and our own voyeurism , and it could be said , to be that simple, despite its effectiveness.
I think that's a good thing in this case tho , and that that has made more time for aesthetic and effective combinations of photography, perspective, edited script rather than something too long, and detachment-metaphised between the two as I said, while between them is a gigantic mirror in itself - the reflection off the water of the river. its no romeo and Juliet, and certainly much browner(Gnomio perhaps? ), but again, that's a good thing.
Serandes under the moon just put u to sleep ... yawn.
this makes for a grand metaphor in a compact, emotional, and easy to follow film.
re-watchable, and evocative. damn good effort.
An excellent start.
though a little contrived one might say of the plot, this film is almost perfectly shot, only some scenes a little narrow, but that's kind of appropriate anyway ...
But much more to its credit than how its been shot, are some of the uses of living amongst others, no-space - no-choice but to learn to live with , ironic or sardonic futilities that get the marooned stiff a little loose as he gets progressively less able to find his 'rationalisations' useful , lol, poor sucker! while at the same time, the emotionless-ness of the other character, simply ignores his plight, almost as we are all as she is , up to a point, that is... as we observe more of her obsessions and a little stereotyped isolations and quirks, she begins to lose them , finding in this separated from the rest of the city man , a kind of increasingly thick a nest , to perhaps settle down on (did I say on? , I mean in, oops! ;-D ) , which almost dimension-ally at times, she can observe perversely, in REAL 3D , unlike everything else.
As he suffers of course, the plot comes to an end , as does the movie, and our own voyeurism , and it could be said , to be that simple, despite its effectiveness.
I think that's a good thing in this case tho , and that that has made more time for aesthetic and effective combinations of photography, perspective, edited script rather than something too long, and detachment-metaphised between the two as I said, while between them is a gigantic mirror in itself - the reflection off the water of the river. its no romeo and Juliet, and certainly much browner(Gnomio perhaps? ), but again, that's a good thing.
Serandes under the moon just put u to sleep ... yawn.
this makes for a grand metaphor in a compact, emotional, and easy to follow film.
re-watchable, and evocative. damn good effort.