Yes, the underwater shot always finds me in tears too, even as a youtube video, it still gets at me, fiftieth time around.. Brllliant "review", essay, etc. As though we moved in a thick fog through which only a scream could come across as speech. especially. You ought to be quoted more, worldwider! Deeply sympathize with what grashupfer said. It´s one of my fav. films, all times. The Q. about the girl and her expression is interesting. I hadn´t thought about the possibility of it being puzzling but this probably has to do with my personal childhood iron curtain experiences. Only time anyone ever hit exactly at how it felt was von Trier in http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zentropa though it is closer to Fassbinder´s Maria Braun but owes both here and there. Still, the ever-present paranoia, the shifts in realities/perception. And the fantastic train conductor Ernst-Hugo Järegård, Sweden´s own Peter Lorre. I met him, in another incarnation, any time we went to see my uncle in the late GDR. Not surprising, to see the one´s dangling from a tree at passing by... In "security", in Sweden, my fav. cat once showed me his secret place. It was the neighbours´ cat whose father was wild, he only came to visit for food and time with my child me. Once, he tore at my flares to make me come with to where only cats and rats go. It was, if you wish, only the backside of an outdoor loo full of small skeletons, I think he "buried" all those he killed, there. Birds, mice. But the magic of our communication was not in the fact that he dragged me off to see it, to try and understand. He left me standing there, wondering, forever.
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Date: 2013-07-17 09:35 am (UTC)The Q. about the girl and her expression is interesting. I hadn´t thought about the possibility of it being puzzling but this probably has to do with my personal childhood iron curtain experiences. Only time anyone ever hit exactly at how it felt was von Trier in http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zentropa though it is closer to Fassbinder´s Maria Braun but owes both here and there. Still, the ever-present paranoia, the shifts in realities/perception. And the fantastic train conductor Ernst-Hugo Järegård, Sweden´s own Peter Lorre. I met him, in another incarnation, any time we went to see my uncle in the late GDR. Not surprising, to see the one´s dangling from a tree at passing by...
In "security", in Sweden, my fav. cat once showed me his secret place.
It was the neighbours´ cat whose father was wild, he only came to visit for food and time with my child me. Once, he tore at my flares to make me come with to where only cats and rats go. It was, if you wish, only the backside of an outdoor loo full of small skeletons, I think he "buried" all those he killed, there. Birds, mice.
But the magic of our communication was not in the fact that he dragged me off to see it, to try and understand. He left me standing there, wondering, forever.