Enzo Turrin

Arjun 2022-04-08 08:01:02

Saw Wim Wenders' epic passion project on a big screen in its 179-minute European version (not the 280-minute trilogy version), UNTIL THE END OF THE WORLD, a fin-de-siècle globe-trotter, is the ultimate road movie , traversing through four continents and a handful of countries (from France, to...

Destiney 2022-04-08 08:01:02

Wenders once said in the words of a writer in "Under the Berlin Sky": "If I give up, human beings lose the people who tell their stories. Once they lose their stories, they also lose their childhood."

Claire's indulging in this device (instrument) is actually indulging in her own past, her own...

Iva 2022-04-20 09:02:56

I prefer the first half, the aimless following, the ubiquitous music, and the weird retro urbanized decoration. The second half begins to become profound, and finally finds its own meaning at the end of the world. It is neither following nor a certain purpose, but inadvertently spreading music, spreading words, spreading civilization and wisdom. I really like the rough mosaic DV lens, and recalling that my dreams are so blurry, real and dreamy. I also like the various soundtracks in the film, especially the chorus at the end. Black people are really racially gifted in this regard. I love it. The ending is quite interesting. I watched on the screen and the people inside watched the screen, and the landscape society was broadcasting live. Btw, watching this kind of movie for nearly five hours in 21c20s is still a bit tortured. 4.5

Jacklyn 2022-04-09 09:01:09

9.4/10 Donno said that Proust's Reminiscence is the kind of novel that is enough to read once, because it is just writing all the possibilities of the novel. Roland Barthes said in "Death of the Author" that Proust did not write life into fiction, but made life into fiction. So in my opinion, as is the five-hour-long film, Wenders has an epic answer to writing and writing. The end of the century is just a cover, the end of the world is in the center of the soul. The fear of images and "seeing", the worship of writing. The relative Claire looked at with a special camera, wearing a yellow coat and a blue ribbon, was like Vermeer looking at a girl with a pearl earring through a camera obscura hundreds of years ago, walking out of the alleys of Tokyo to pay homage to Ozu? Airplanes and deserts are brilliant West Hollywood. The image of the final dispute is not a Space Odyssey 2001. Painting, digital imaging, from physical vision to dream vision, this is the guide and hymn to the future visual art and art history, it is the reconciliation of all images and all expressions, and the most conscious dream of the artist. Not science fiction, but Borges-like authorism.