Another beautiful, hypnotic film by Theodoros
Angelopoulous, which tells the story of an author who is coming towards the end
of his life. This man is full of doubts and regrets pertaining to his life, and
the film is essentially a quiet journey among a man's thoughts and feelings as
death nears. The film's transitions between present and past is so seamless that it all ends up feeling like a dream. Everything about this film is meticulously designed and thought over from the voice-over of our Author's wife to Angelopoulous use of slow-moving tracking shots eliciting mood. I did find the pace of this film to sag a little in the middle, but it's forgiven just because of how genuine and real everything about this film seems. There are so many small quiet moments which aren't created merely to drive story or plot. The bit about the apartment next door playing the same melody for example, but it's not simply used for coincidence but more so to form the overarching mood, creating a unique feeling of a moment that is 100% real and genuine in life. Another film by Angelopoulos that I have trouble describing, simply put: It's the poetry of life.
Love of all things cinema brought me here.