Gross US & Canada
$56,391
Opening weekend US & Canada
$9,145
Gross worldwide
$162,088
Gross US & Canada
$56,391
Opening weekend US & Canada
$9,145
Gross worldwide
$162,088
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By Pamela 2022-04-24 07:01:26
The Horse of Turin and the Monkey of Zarathustra
A niche art film, how should I put it, for someone like me who likes Nietzsche, it's hard to say how many metaphors, because this film is too "private". If you don't analyze this film from a technical and technical point of view, it will be more or less kitsch. Every long shot is beautiful, the grasp of depth of field, the relationship of the items in the scene. I really don't understand how the long shot of Ma Lailei was taken. (Self-admiration part) The point of view that is...
By Dan 2022-04-24 07:01:26
Bela Tal is Hungary's most breakthrough film director, once known as "the last film master of the 20th century". Famous for his long-lens, black-and-white photography narrative method, he uses "documentary fiction" to draw material from reality, showing his profound philosophical thoughts on humanities, society, and aesthetics. Aside from the...
By Fidel 2022-04-24 07:01:26
Only humans can think about the meaning of life
The Turin Horse | The Turin Horse | 2011 |
Director: Bella Tal
Directed by: Anias Hranitsky
Few dialogue images have a silent and boundless power, more like a performance of performance art. (Those melee performance art is really low-end and boring... )
An older gypsy gave a book to the girl as a reward for well water. When a "Bible" and a salt shaker appear on the table at the...
By Kiana 2022-04-24 07:01:26
have darkness
--Tal Bella and "The Horse of Turin"
At the beginning of the film, it is the above large narration, this famous koan in the history of philosophy. Filming philosophy seems like a desperate attempt, which begs the...
By Johan 2022-04-24 07:01:26
When I realized I was doing something ridiculous, I killed myself.
The long-shot analysis film at the beginning of "The Horse of Turin" is developed in the black scene and narration. First, it creates a field for the audience, that is, between Nietzsche with a tragic color and a legendary fate and an old horse association. In fact, we have already felt it before we started the video screen, or started to brew a sense of sadness and bleakness. Then the picture unfolds slowly, and the soundtrack is a more prominent key element. Due to the use of...
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By Karlie 2023-09-21 11:00:14
In the past, the anti-"Satan of the World" and the black "creation of whales" are not enough. Bella Tarr spent six days of story time this time, repeatedly chopping wood and lifting water every day, and chaotic Nietzsche and Creation into darkness. =_= Nietzsche's real cup. . ....
By Caden 2023-08-18 09:47:29
The director said, "Look at my picture and see if the composition is beautiful!" After watching it for half an hour, "Listen to my soundtrack, isn't it a bunker!" After listening for half an hour, "Look at my The development of the story, isn't it very meaningful!" And then repeat... The above is what I feel, in order not to delay the level of appreciation, five...
By Dianna 2023-07-16 06:26:23
Tarr's dreamlike images and miracles show Nietzsche's nightmare. The seemingly peaceful and simple life of human beings implies an inescapable fate. People are like God's playthings. Light, water and fire can also take them back, but people are embarrassed in the war with the environment and the heart. The fable of the horse reflects the fate of people. They can't escape the shadow of death, but go crazy before you...
By Freda 2023-07-09 21:58:57
Recently, I was about to start reading Nietzsche's works, and decided to start with some of his allusions. This famous "Horse of Turin" was recommended by friends... Black and white images, long shots... The first dialogue of this film is 20 minutes later , it uses a suffocating rhythm to let you appreciate how boring and boring life is when it only seeks stability... If you only live to prolong life, then living is really no different from waiting for death... The story is an irony to the...
By Marie 2023-07-09 16:00:41
20110405 1745 Cultural Centre
Bernhard: Theirs is the moment... nature, infinite silence.
Narrator: In Turin on the 3rd of January 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert, perhaps to take a stroll, perhaps to go by the post office to collect his mail. Not far from him, the driver of a hansome cab is having trouble with a stubborn horse. Despite all his urging, the horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver - Giuseppe? Carlo? Ettore? - loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche comes up to the throng and puts an end to the brutal scene caused by the driver, by this time foaming at the mouth with rage. For the solidly built and full-moustached gentleman suddenly jumps up to the cab and throws his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. His landlord takes him home, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan until he mutters the obligatory last words "Mutter, ich bin dumm!" and lives for another ten years, silent and demented, under the care of his mother and sisters. We do not know what happened to the horse.
Bernhard: Everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything, because this is not some kind of cataclysm coming about with so-called "innocent" human aid, on the contrary, it's about man's own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in, and whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine, because, you see, the world has been debased, so it doesn't matter what I say because everything has been debased that they've acquired and since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything, because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased; this is the way it was until the final victory, until the triumphant end; acquire, debase, debase, acquire; or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase; it's been going on like this for centuries, on, on and on; this and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on; yet only in one way; like a rat attacks from ambush; because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything's that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight, there shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side meaning the disappearing of the excellent, the great, the noble, so that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs, even things that they can't reach but they do reach are also theirs; the heavens are already theirs and theirs are all our dreams; theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence; even immortality is theirs, you understand?; everything, everything is lost forever, and those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way; they stopped at this point and had to understand and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods, and the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning, but, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it, they believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it; they just stood there, bewildered but not resigned until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them, and all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods; all at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad; then they saw and understood that if this was so then they themselves did not exist either; you see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out; extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow; one was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor; defeat, victory, defeat, victory; and one day, here in the neighborhood I had to realize and I did realize that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth; because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.