Showing posts with label cinema. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cinema. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 5, 2026

"From Persona To Mulholland Drive: When Cinema Replaces Narrative With The Logic Of Dreaming" by Thomai Tsimpou

I am a cinephile and have a lifelong interest in the topic of dreams, dreaming, and dream logic so this essay about dream logic in cinema hits me exactly right...

"The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie" by Luis Buñuel, 1972

"From Persona To Mulholland Drive: When Cinema Replaces Narrative With The Logic Of Dreaming"
by Thomai Tsimpou for designboom

CINEMA DRIFTING INTO DREAM

Cinema begins to shift when it no longer guarantees that one thing follows another for a reason. Narrative usually secures that relation. It tells us why something happens, what it leads to, who it belongs to. But there is a body of films where this chain loosens, to replace causality with association, recurrence, and displacement. In these films, meaning does not arrive through progression. It accumulates through proximity, stretching the plot until it begins to lose its shape and start resembling a dream state.

Across films by filmmakers such as Luis Buñuel, David Lynch, Ingmar Bergman, and Charlie Kaufman, this shift appears gradually, in the way scenes return without consequence, identities hesitate or overlap and reality becomes something that can no longer be clearly located.


"Mulholland Drive" by David Lynch, 2001

BUÑUEL’S CIRCULAR TIME MEETS LYNCH’S UNSTABLE REALITIES

What changes first is time. Not in the obvious sense of flashbacks or jumps, but more subtly, in the way scenes relate to each other. A moment returns, but slightly altered, as if it had been remembered rather than repeated. The difference is small, but it cancels certainty. If the same event can occur twice without acknowledgment, then time is no longer moving forward. It is circulating. This is where Buñuel’s logic sets in: repetition without consequence. A situation restarts, but nothing has been learned or carried over. Cause and effect are not broken, they are simply no longer required.

But repetition does not behave the same way across these films. In Lynch, it produces instability. A scene feels familiar because it exists in more than one version at once. Identity follows the same pattern. A character does not change into someone else, they seem to occupy multiple positions simultaneously. The effect is not transformation, but overlap. The viewer is left holding two incompatible realities that do not resolve into one.


"The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie" by Luis Buñuel, 1972

FROM BERGMAN’S DISSOLVING SELVES TO KAUFMAN’S RECURSIVE LOOPS

Bergman pushes this further by reducing the space in which identity can exist. When the frame tightens around the face, when silence stretches and language begins to fail, the boundary between one person and another starts to erode. In Persona, this happens through proximity. Two figures begin to mirror each other so precisely that distinction becomes difficult to maintain. The image fuses and identity is compressed until it becomes unstable.

Kaufman takes the same instability and turns it inward. Instead of overlapping realities, he constructs recursive ones. Memory, imagination, and present experience fold into each other. A scene may be remembered, invented, or happening, but these states are indistinguishable because they are structured the same way. What’s different is the level at which the image is being experienced.


"Persona" by Ingmar Bergman, 1966 - Image: MUBI

ATMOSPHERE REPLACES CERTAINTY AS IMAGES REFUSE TO SETTLE

Across all of this, the boundary between reality and imagination becomes less useful. Not because films deliberately confuse the two, but because they refuse to mark the difference. As Susan Sontag observes in relation to Bergman, visions appear with the same weight and texture as anything ‘real.’ There is no visual cue that instructs the viewer how to read an image. Cinema does not shift into a dream. It was already operating there.

What holds these structures together is atmosphere. Sound plays a decisive role. A low hum continues across cuts, ignoring spatial logic. Silence expands until it feels like pressure rather than absence. Music enters without emotional justification, interrupting rather than guiding.

Spaces are composed with a precision that feels slightly excessive, producing environments that are both controlled and unreliable. A room appears stable, but its symmetry becomes oppressive. A face is held in close-up long enough to lose familiarity. Light isolates instead of revealing. These are not expressive choices in the usual sense. They are ways of reorganizing perception, of making the viewer aware that what they are seeing cannot fully settle into meaning.

"Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me" by David Lynch, 1992

WHEN FILMS STOP RESOLVING AND BEGIN TO HOLD TENSION

What these filmmakers share is not a style, but their refusal to resolve time into sequence, identity into unity, or reality into a stable category, constructing films that operate through the same logic as dreaming, where images are connected by intensity, memory, and association, resulting in a different kind of viewing, that no longer questions ‘what is happening,’ but ‘how is this holding together at all.’ And the answer is, not through coherence, but through persistence. Images remain, return, and interfere with one another. Meaning never fully arrives. Cinema produces an unstable reality, and then leaves the viewer inside it, without the tools that would normally allow them to exit.


"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" by Michel Gondry, 2004 - Image: Focus Features
"The Seventh Seal" by Ingmar Bergman, 1957
"Mulholland Drive" by David Lynch, 2001
"Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me" by David Lynch, 1992
"Mulholland Drive" by David Lynch, 2001
"Persona" by Ingmar Bergman, 1966 - Image: Louis Huch © AB Svensk Filmindustri
"Rabbits" by David Lynch, 2002

Link to original article:
https://www.designboom.com/art/persona-mulholland-drive-cinema-narrative-logic-dreaming-bunuel-lynch-bergman-kaufman/

Thursday, February 12, 2026

Just watched...

..."Sunlight," a comedy directed by and starring the brilliant Nina Conti who wrote it with her co-star (and real life partner) Shenoah Allen... and executive produced by "This Is Spinal Tap" creator/actor Christopher Guest, a lovely pedigree in the comedy world.


If you've caught glimpses of ventriloquist Nina Conti's amazing, pee-your-pants-funny improv shows on social media, you will have had a good introduction to the texture and utter uniqueness of this film. If you have not, here is a nutshell description: Conti is the voice of a small, sarcastic and very irreverent monkey puppet she uses in her act.

The pieces of this film feel familiar. A road movie? Seen it. A film where a character is on the run from a trauma in their life? Been there. A love story? A redemption story? Check, check. But somehow, when Conti and Allen throw all these into a blender, the resulting product feels like nothing I have ever seen. I never knew where the story was going or what either of them would say next, letting the surprise of peculiar, hilarious trains of thought or bizarre streams of consciousness propel it forward. They are both skilled live improv comedians so it is no wonder the came up with something so off-kilter and delightful. So here is the set-up: after Roy Belvedere (Shenoah Allen) attempts to commit suicide by hanging himself in a motel room and blacks out, he wakes in his RV to discover that it has been commandeered by someone (Nina Conti) in a monkey costume with an agenda of her own. What can I say from there? Just put your seatbelt on and enjoy the ride.


Recommend? YES. I loved this film, it made me laugh and feel the much-needed tender side of humanity.

https://www.ninaconti.net/

Wednesday, February 11, 2026

Just watched...

..."Twinless" written and directed by James Sweeney who also played one of the two leads.


I was happy I got to see this film on my holiday film binge as well. The trailer portrays it as a quirky little indie film but I was not prepared for some of the more profound places it explores. This smart film has at its core a very tight narrative, necessarily well-planned, and its execution is very satisfying.

I don't want to give you any spoilers (although you can find the plot online) since you deserve to see it the way the filmmaker intended. So I will simply say the film follows two men, Dennis and Rocky, who meet at a grief support group for twins who have lost their other half. The story from there has twists which are humorous, shocking, and heartbreaking. Ultimately, this is a rather deep study of a type of loneliness that can make one do extreme or irrational things, and a truly universal need for connection at many levels. And portraying these states of the heart and mind are two wonderful actors who gave effortless performances. Watch Dylan O'Brien (Rocky and Roman) display one of the most envied acting skills as he plays two completely different characters. And James Sweeney is both unlikeable and so completely loveable as Dennis, whose earnest yearning is palpable.


Recommend? Yes, it is sweet, touching, sad, funny, and suspenseful, sometimes all at once.

https://www.twinlessfilm.com/

Sunday, February 8, 2026

Just watched...

"Train Dreams" and "The History of Sound." Over the holidays, I had some down time to catch up on films...I am also a Screen Actors Guild member and can vote in the Actor Awards (previously the SAG Awards) and got to see a lot of For Your Consideration films. I actually saw these two films a week or so apart but they beg to be watched as a double feature... does anyone here in the Bay Area recall the glory days of the UC Berkeley theatre on University Avenue and their amazingly creative double-feature scheduling? Watching these two together would be a marvelous study in time and space and cinematography.

I saw the lovely "Train Dreams" first, based on a 2011 novella by Denis Johnson, directed by Clint Bentley, and starring Joel Edgerton.


In the early 1900s, we meet our main character Robert Grainier, played with beautiful, skillful restraint by Edgerton, who arrives in Idaho without direction or purpose. He soon falls in love and marries a young woman and they have a baby girl. But Robert must provide and he goes to work on the Spokane International Railway, but the work is perilous and takes him away from his new family for long periods.

This compact tale is spare in its words and explanations, a characteristic I appreciate in film. It feels like a novella, in the best way. The actions tell the story here against a lyrical, majestic backdrop of forests and trees: the cinematography is something to weep over, it is so beautiful at times. Indeed, it reminded me of a Terrence Malick film with its achingly gorgeous and still meditations on nature and place. The production design is exquisite. And of course the acting is perfect, with everyone exhibiting the kind of stoicism that surely must have been required of anyone making their own way on the frontier, building their own cabin, surviving harsh winters, a scarcity of food, and a lack of money or work. At its heart, it is a tale about a man who does not have the vocabulary to express the tragedies that befall him...no way to understand the pain. But rather than be a downward spiral, the film leaves us with the sense that, as human beings, we can weather a lot and still stay on our feet, despite us wanting to lay down, to give up. Life is something to go through rather than around, even when it seems impossible to do so.


Next is the "The History of Sound" directed by Oliver Hermanus and written by Ben Shattuck, who adapted his short stories "The History of Sound" and "Origin Stories".


As mentioned, these two films, while different in subject matter, feel like a sip of water from the same well. They cover a similar time frame, and have a similar cinematography, capturing nature in a wide, wondrous way. In 1917, Lionel Worthing (Paul Mescal whom I adored in "All Of Us Strangers" seen here) meets David White (Josh O'Connor who was heartbreaking in "God's Own Country" here) while they are both attending the New England Conservatory of Music. They bond over their shared love of traditional and folk music, and are soon acting on their attraction to each other. They begin an affair they must, of course given the time period, keep secret. Unfortunately, David is drafted into the army to fight in World War I but upon his return, reconnects with Lionel. David invites him on a trip around the east coast to collect folk music from rural areas and the two set off on foot for an adventure. Their love deepens but, again in this time period, there is no scenario where they can be a couple and move into the world with any level of acceptance and hope of a successful life. Much like Robert in "Train Dreams" one of them is left to make sense of their time together, without being able to properly express it. Both of these films are gentle, tender stories that explore areas of the heart that are usually left unspoken, filled with things--love and loss--that endure even when, or because they hurt.

"Train Dreams" is nominated for Best Picture at the 2026 Oscars, while "The History of Sound" was nominated for the prestigious Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival.


Recommend? Absolutely, both films are gifts for the eyes and the heart, and the places they can take you to deserve to be recognized, to be held and kept company.

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

Just watched "End of the Century"...

...a lovely Spanish language film from 2019, written and directed by Lucio Castro.


The synopsis seems simple enough: two men cross paths in Barcelona and have an affair. But the narrative is not at all simple. This hypnotizing film does what film does best...create a mood with visuals. In fact, the first 10 minutes or so have not a word of dialogue, which sets the tone and pace very well. Once our main characters cross paths, we are in a rhythm that only intensifies through the rest of the film. We end up in a place where dreams and memory blur with reality in a subtle but powerful way. The blurb on the poster says it is a "sexy and haunted" film. If you wonder how a film can be both sexy and haunting, take a look. With that in mind, this film reminds me of last year's emotionally devastating "All Of Us Strangers" which I reviewed here. Two characters in intimate isolation navigating a sort of slow dream world.

The photography beautifully supports this sense, where, even in a large bustling city like Barcelona, we are shown only small sections isolated from a greater perspective. The isolation becomes supremely intimate when our characters explore who they are, were, and might be to each other, and the chemistry between stars Ramón Pujol and Juan Barberini is palpable.



Recommend? Yes, it ticked all the boxes for me, maybe it will for you too.

Monday, February 5, 2024

Just watched "All Of Us Strangers"...

...by writer-director Andrew Haigh, starring Andrew Scott, Paul Mescal, Claire Foy, and Jamie Bell.


Well, actually I watched it several weeks ago but I have been unable to really speak about it or even write about it without being overcome with emotion. The story concerns itself with a script writer, Adam (Andrew Scott) who is attempting to write about his childhood and parents who tragically died in a car accident when he was 11. At the same time, Adam meets Harry (Paul Mescal) the only other inhabitant of the new highrise apartment building they live in, and they begin a relationship. Motivated by his script, Adam returns to his childhood home to reconnect with a time long past, and through some sort of...power of...something...he encounters his parents, still living in the house, appearing exactly as they did before they died.

Normally when I write about a film here, I don't include spoilers, but I just can't do it this time. Warning: major complete spoilers ahead.

When I saw the trailer for this film late last year, I felt a resonance with it. I lost my parents in a very tragic way as well, albeit not at such an early age like Adam, but still young enough to regret that they were unable to see much of my later adult life and how things turned out. Like Adam, I am an only child and carry a theme of loneliness and alone-ness inside me. And of course, Andrew Scott is an out gay actor playing a gay character...and I am an out gay actor who has played gay characters. But what really shook me was his encounter with his parents. After my mom and dad died, I had dreams of them, which is not all that unusual when one loses a loved one. My father took his own life and interestingly, my dreams revolved around him coming to terms with what he did, not me coming to terms with it. But when my mom died many months later, they both came to me in dreams many times. These dreams had a very different texture than "regular" dreams. While I still dream of them at this much later stage in my life, the dreams feel more like "regular" dreams...not the hyper-real encounters I experienced just after they died. So I knew the idea of seeing someone encounter their dead parents in such a meaningful way was going to stir me, move me, perhaps upset me. But I was prepared for it. I can "go there." After all, I have been there, and come back. People can be so skittish of films (interestingly, books not so much) that take them to difficult places where they might be emotionally vulnerable. But as I said, I have been emotionally vulnerable, A LOT in my life, and it didn't kill me. So I was prepared. And looking forward to it. The film seemed to be something I needed to ingest.


What I was not prepared for was the extent of emotion and the tone of the film. It feels like a dream. There is a subtle, hushed quality from the writing, directing, and certainly the acting that creates an arresting sense of intimacy. All four leads are masterfully penetrating and perfectly thorough in what they are presenting...these might be career defining performances for each. Andrew Scott's staggering performance and his interactions with the equally amazing Paul Mescal give the film its real intimacy.

We are introduced to Adam and his seemingly lonely--and very alone--life in a London highrise. On a walk outside at night, he looks up to see the only other inhabitant of the building, Harry, staring down at him. Once Adam returns home, Harry knocks on his door and introduces himself. It quickly becomes obvious that Harry is quite drunk with bottle of whiskey in hand, and he asks to be let in so he and Adam can hang out, maybe have sex or not...Harry innocently and desperately says, "We don't have to do anything," which is a little heartbreaking right there. While both men flirt with each other, Adam declines and Harry wanders off back to his flat. So now we know our two main characters. And this interaction proves to be the paradigm for the entire film.


I've read some journalists and critics writing about this film who have come to the conclusion that Adam's interactions with his parents are completely in his imagination. But I am going to posit that it is completely not. After taking a train out of London to the town where he grew up, he first sees his father while on a walk on the heath. It actually plays out a little like a cruising situation, with the as-yet-unknown-to-us dad beckoning to Adam to follow him, and Adam follows out of a sense of curiosity, and probably that the man seems strangely familiar somehow. Dad, played by Jamie Bell, takes his son home...to the house he grew up in. When his mum, played beautifully by Claire Foy opens the door for them, Dad says to Mum, "Yeah, it's definintely him...look in his eyes." It is finally made clear who they are. And Adam of course is dazed and speechless at seeing his parents, as they were before they died when he was a child.


He begins a series of regular visits to see and spend time with them...to catch up. He tells them he is a writer and they are proud of him. He has an afternoon alone with his mum where she asks if he has a girlfriend and he comes out to her, letting her know he is gay. She is a little put off, asks him if people are mean to him, and expresses concern for this new disease gay men are suffering from called AIDS. He assures her that things are different now and while she needs time to adjust to the idea, one can sense that her love for her son is greater than any anxiety about his sexuality. And in one of the most touching scenes, he spends a different afternoon alone with his dad. They speak of Adam crying alone in his room after being bullied at school, and his father confesses that he heard him but never came to offer comfort. This is a very common situation with young gay boys and their families but particularly their fathers, where culturally imposed homophobic beliefs and attitudes cripple and prevent fathers from connecting in a nurturing way with their sons. Adam's dad mentions that he probably would have harassed a gay kid like him when he was in school, but is now understanding of what it truly means. Dad breaks down and apologizes for not being there in the way that was needed the most. Andrew Scott plays Adam's reaction to this in one of the most powerful, authentic pieces of acting I have ever seen.

Meanwhile, the relationship that Adam and Harry are forging is really quite beautiful and authentic. The sex scenes are phenomenal...frank without being tasteless or merely titillating, and they are needed to show the closeness between the two. They bond over their shared loneliness--Adam speaks of his life long terror of being alone, and honestly, how could one not have such a morbid fear, after having one's family ripped away from them at such a young age--and the fact that while Adam's parents departed his life, Harry's parents basically disowned him for being gay. In a way, they are both orphans. But Adam is very excited to reveal to Harry that he has been spending time with his deceased parents, and begs him to come to the childhood home so he can meet them. Harry is dubious about seeing people who have been dead a long while and once they arrive at the house, the lights are off and no one answers the door, very unlike all of Adam's encounters so far. Adam is confused and doesn't understand why his parents won't let them in. He leads them around the house to the back French doors where, shockingly, both Adam and Harry can actually see the parents inside, simply standing side by side in the blackness. It's as though Harry's presence in the mix somehow interrupted the magic or power at play.

Adam has a final lunch with his parents at an American-style diner they all loved when he was young. The waitress mentions that the three meals ordered is a lot of food...for one person. Clearly the waitress cannot see his parents sitting in the booth with him. As they wait for their food, his mum and dad want to know details about the car accident that took their lives, they express their love for Adam and wish him well in his life, to not feel the crippling loneliness he has felt his whole life, and they urge Adam to promise to invest his emotions into a relationship with Harry whom they say they saw through the French doors as well. Once they fade away into another realm where they can finally rest, Adam is left alone in the diner. But he can now return to his building to see Harry and tell him about what has happened, that he is ready to dedicate himself to a life they can share, that he no longer feels alone because he can open himself to someone without carrying--or even perhaps clinging to--an idea of loneliness. He comes to Harry's apartment, and when there is no answer, he lets himself in. We see he is immediately overcome by a horrific smell and consequently discovers Harry dead in his bed, wearing the same clothes as the night they met at Adam's door, clutching the same now-empty bottle of whiskey. Apparently, Harry has been dead for quite a while. But then Adam hears a noise in the living room. There stands Harry, agitated, on the verge of tears, imploring Adam, "Is that me in there? Am I in there?" We sense Harry is now regretful for the end of his life--perhaps his death was an accident (an inadvertent mix of drugs and alcohol), perhaps it was a deliberate suicide, but the real tragedy is that Harry has fallen in love with Adam and has seen that he too no longer has to carry around a motif of loneliness...and now it is too late.

And here is why I think Adam was actually seeing and interacting with his parents...because he was actually seeing Harry the entire time, too. Unlike his parents, Adam did not know Harry was dead...he had never been to his apartment since they had always spent time together in Adam's flat. And I don't--I can't believe that Adam was completely hallucinating an entire relationship with Harry. That would make him truly delusional, and the brilliant script-writer/director Andrew Haigh gave us no indication, clue, or information leading us to believe that Adam suffers from any sort of mental illness. Adam has been having a love affair with a ghost, to put it too simply. But a ghost that was somehow, inexplicably made of matter.

Of course where the film ends up is absolutely gutting, for three reasons: 1) Adam had just broken through his loneliness by working through the loss of his parents and was ready to dedicate himself to another person, 2) Harry too had worked through his ostracization and was ready to dedicate himself to another person, and of course 3) the couple cannot have a relationship since Harry is no longer alive. Now, you'd think this would be tragic, and it certainly is, (I have not been able to think about this film without crying and I am tearing up as I write this) but how the film closes is extraordinary. Adam now has emerged from his inner exile and has the strength and understanding to lead someone else out of isolation. Adam convinces Harry to accompany him back to his own flat. There, he leads him to bed and cuddles the ghost of Harry so he can heal and presumably move on from the physical realm, like how Adam's mum and dad dissolved. We see Harry, and then the pair of them turn into a pin point and a ribbon of light that expands and joins a universe of pin points and ribbons of light. So they are together...? However,  Adam is alive since the actual physical world interacts with him. But perhaps seeing human beings as illuminated light, whether alive or dead, is meant to suggest that none of us are truly alone, that we are all connected in deeper, invisible, and powerfully immutable ways. However--and this could be my own issues of alone-ness--I just can't get past the idea that Adam is once again completely alone. He succeeded, he did it, he healed, he worked through his past and the death of his parents, and opened himself to life, but now he cannot be with Harry, and, having suffered two great losses now, he is still, horribly, utterly alone. My heart and spirit goes to Adam...but perhaps he has the strength now to either endure/reframe the idea of loneliness as well as the openness to allow someone else in to his life.
 

Recommend? Yes. It contains not only an incredibly moving, touching, tender story but also presents some of the finest performances on film. The film and actors have won several awards already including from the British Independent Film Awards, the London Film Critics' Circle, the Los Angeles Film Critics Association Awards, and as of this writing has received six BAFTA nominations (awards given February 18, 2024).

https://www.searchlightpictures.com/all-of-us-strangers/

Thursday, March 30, 2023

"Asteroid City"--A New Film by Wes Anderson!

It is always a glorious day when I discover there is a new Wes Anderson (previously here) film on the way! "Asteroid City" looks as charming as his previous films--and it appears that he is using his established repertory of players along with some great new faces like Bryan Cranston, Maya Hawke, Steve Carell, Margot Robbie, and Jarvis Cocker. The trailer below features classic Anderson framing and his lovely, washed-out-old-Kodak-snapshot color palette.


Focus Features says:
"ASTEROID CITY takes place in a fictional American desert town circa 1955. Synopsis: The itinerary of a Junior Stargazer/Space Cadet convention (organized to bring together students and parents from across the country for fellowship and scholarly competition) is spectacularly disrupted by world-changing events.
ASTEROID CITY is only in theaters June 16th."


I can't wait!

https://www.focusfeatures.com/asteroid-city

Tuesday, January 31, 2023

At The Library


From Wim Wenders' masterpiece "Wings of Desire" previously here.

Saturday, August 20, 2022

Just watched...

...an extraordinary little film with a big subtext, "About Endlessness" from 2021 by Swedish director Roy Andersson.


Somehow the films of Andersson have passed me by until now. He is the auteur who created "the Living Trilogy" of films: "Songs from the Second Floor" (2000), "You, the Living" (2007), and "A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence" (2014). And now, at 78 years of age, he has created the distillation of his body of work, a film that, at a scant 76 minutes, manages to pack in the meaning of existence in this universe.

I have seen this film described as "plotless" but that is not accurate. It is true that the film consists of 31 different vignettes, none lasting longer than a few minutes, that feature different people in different situations in different locations but there is certainly an overarching idea to Andersson's collection of seemingly unrelated narratives. A few characters recur but for the most part, we hop not only between locations but between time periods as well. Contemporary scenes at, for example, a train station, a food market, a bar, or on a crowded bus flow around scenes of  WWII POWs marching through snow, an aerial view of an embracing couple floating over a bomb-ravaged Cologne (this vignette used for the poster, above, recalls Chagall's gorgeous 1913 painting Over the Town), even a brief view of Hitler's last moments in his bunker. The juxtaposition of daily--even banal--life (a father stops in the rain to tie his young daughter's shoe, a couple sit on a park bench and watch a formation of flying geese, a new grandmother snaps photos of her grandbaby) with the kind of horrors humankind is capable of creates a breathtaking kaleidoscopic perspective of life on this planet, a celebration of each moment big and small and a regard for the singular beauty embedded in our existence. But deftly and subtly intertwined with this profundity is a certain dark humor, a wry sense that finds absurdity in the banality and horror. The paradox of being alive. All in 76 minutes.

The closest the film comes to explaining itself is in a cute scene between two young college students, sitting in a nearly empty flat. While a young woman sits on a bed, a young man reads a text book and relates to her a startling fact he has just learned: that the first law of thermodynamics states all matter and energy can never be destroyed, only transformed. Therefore, he posits, none of us can ever end...all of our "energies" are never-ending. Endless.

The look of "About Endlessness" is a marvel too. A washed out color palette of neutrals, greys, and beiges provides an oppressive sense ("Oh, how daily life is..." Anton Chekov once remarked). His characters often sport white-powdered faces as though they are specters or ghosts in their own lives. But most astonishing is the fact that Andersson creates every single set on a soundstage, even the ones that seem to be outdoor locations like a soccer field. The labor-intensive process of creating these sets takes a month or more. Andersson himself says, "With 'About Endlessness' I want to continue to develop a cinematic language that is pared-down, simplified, refined, distilled, or however you choose to describe it. That’s what I mean by the expression abstraction. I strive to achieve that refinement, that simplification that is characteristic of our memories or our dreams. It’s difficult, if not impossible, to achieve this using a classic 'shooting on location' aesthetic. I have always preferred, and still prefer, to create and shoot all the scenes in a studio. It’s very costly and time consuming, but I feel that it’s worth it." I concur, as it gives "About Endlessness" its own controlled vernacular, almost as though we are watching one of Matthew Barney's art/sculptural films.



Recommend? Absolutely. And if such a film strikes you as "art house pretension," give it a go anyhow...with its short running time, it is enough time to dabble to see if the film resonates with you without investing hours.

https://www.royandersson.com/eng/endlessness/