I can't describe the surprise that this movie brought me. If the million dollar hotel made me fall in love with wenders, then I can only describe this film as ecstatic.
Reviews said the film, shot in 1991, embodies the Wenders' larger ambitions for cinema. The 280-minute director's version shows the audience a broader description of the soul. It was a film about finding, about loneliness, about true self-interpretation.
Claire has a unique hairstyle and outfit, and has a dreamy babbling voice in which you have to constantly ask yourself if this all happened in a dream. Claire takes you on a trance and lonely journey. I put the first disc in the DVD player and watched it twice, but I was reluctant to watch the next one. Every line of dialogue and every shot is worth cherishing and chewing over and over again. The scene in which Claire is waiting for her loved one in the hotel is very expressive. Claire is leaning against the pillars of the hotel lobby. On the other side is a cellist playing an ethereal tune. The whole picture is light blue. It's also blue, and what this shot focuses on is, wait.
Once again, the music leaves a deep impression on your senses. In the million dollar hotel, U2's soundtrack becomes an integral part of the film, the soul of that film. In this film, music always suddenly raises emotions and expressions at certain moments, becoming one symbol after another, just like the ecstatic paragraphs or sentences we draw with the pen when reading the text. In this film, music becomes an essential color, a factor that deviates from the original meaning of the color, like light, making the color more vivid and realistic. In the middle Claire was at the bar of the hotel, a sad man suddenly appeared, "When the end of the world comes, please remember my face at this moment", "I am willing to fall in love with you in the next moment" "The world is about to be destroyed, but ignorant People are still drinking here and they don't know the world is going to end." At the same time as these dialogues appear, the background music suddenly becomes ethereal, but it shakes your heart. The female voice from outside is singing something. I guess it must be from 4AD or a certain band under projekt. They are singing an emotion.
Venice, Paris, Berlin, Moscow, Beijing, Tokyo... Claire followed the strange man along the way, and fell in love with him in this aimless following, even if he cheated her, stole her, plundered her , she only wanted to love and follow, to be with him when he needed it. The journey, more often, belongs to Claire herself, even if the detective or her ex-boyfriend are by her side, she is always following, following the footsteps of another person to the next unknown place.
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