last year in marumba

Delia 2022-03-23 09:02:48

The dullness of this film is that the constant repetition of dialogue makes the plot feel as impatient as it spins in place. The heroine's pretense goes too far, I don't know if this is the norm in the 1960s, or it's the heroine's own special way of interpreting it, which is puzzling.

The amazing thing about this film is that it transcends the intertwining of the present and the past, and achieves the coexistence of the virtual and the real. Memories and reality merge. The male protagonist turns on the hypnotic mode to pick up girls throughout the film. The sentences are repeated to the point of outrageous, like babbling. In addition, the music with strong tension often appears in a way that escapes and without warning. In the 100 minutes, I felt more than once that this was clearly a horror film that crossed Chencang in the dark. In order to achieve this narrative style, the film develops amazing scene scheduling and camera movements, resulting in a shocking image style that I have never seen before.

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Extended Reading
  • Eunice 2022-03-15 09:01:05

    In true stream of consciousness works, the confusion, ambiguity, jumps, and lacks in the narrative are all based on the perspective of the whole film to simulate human memory, thinking and assumptions, so the uncertain diversity presented is also the human psychology. The form of activity and ideological concepts, the core of the de-plot and non-story script is to explain what is true; compared with this film, those Hollywood science fiction films with similar themes are as plain as realist films.

  • Eunice 2022-03-26 09:01:10

    For the first 20 minutes, I thought I would scold you as an idiot, so I hit a star and turned it off to sleep. Surprisingly, it looks good. Works that challenge the way of thinking, reading habits, and even emotional engagement. Multiple deconstructions of time, memory, and narrative. The text outside the image makes the film more open, and memory, imagination, reality and fiction blur the boundaries between each other. It is more like a reproduction of the conception and birth process of a novel. It's not a brain-burning thing, it's just a matter of habit and patience.

Last Year at Marienbad quotes

  • [X wanders through the hotel's corridors cataloging items he sees]

    X: Empty salons. Corridors. Salons. Doors. Doors. Salons. Empty chairs, deep armchairs, thick carpets. Heavy hangings. Stairs, steps. Steps, one after the other. Glass objects, objects still intact, empty glasses. A glass that falls, three, two, one, zero. Glass partition, letters.

  • X: I must have you alive. Alive, as you have already been every evening, for weeks, for months.

    A: I have never stayed so long anywhere.

    X: Yes, I know. I don't care. For days and days. Why don't you still want to remember anything?

    A: You're raving! I'm tired, leave me alone!