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A case of the Emperor's new clothes syndrome. Once we have been told that something is understated, subtle and delicate, it is easier to nod wisely and agree than to come out as an uncultured clod and say "There's nothing there."
In plenty of 'art' films, very little happens for long periods, but at least there is usually some kind of artistic purpose, or pretension to one. Reproducing the barrenness of long car journeys and halting conversations between people who no longer understand one another, the wetness of water and the greenness of trees, is not such a purpose. It may not be easy to reproduce these things. You have to edit your script very carefully to rid it of anything so artificial as narrative or drama, and probably lug your equipment over some difficult terrain, but Oscars are not awarded for that.
One critic praises it, more or less, for sending him to sleep. Though short, at one hour and a quarter, it seemed quite long, and would have seemed longer if I had known that there was no twist, no resolution, no explanation, no catharsis, no bang and hardly even a whimper.
score 5/10
vincenthetreed 6 February 2007
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