@deanduncan63Saw #TotheWonder. Phenomenological cinema. Malick has made a full, free-standing ½ movie, then left us to finish it …
… Rights of the reader! Or, a terrifying responsibility …
#TotheWonder. Plays/feels like adaptation of/meditation on Wordsworth’s Ode: Intimations of Immortality! …
… “There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream/The earth, and every common sight/To me did seem/Apparell’d in celestial light …”
… Some nerve! I would like to add that he actually pulls it off.
#TotheWonder. That cut from the incoming French tide to that American expanse is as luminous as the homecoming in Murnau’s City Girl …
… The cutting is rhymed & conceptual, like Eisenstein. The imagery—insular, elusive, God-eyed—is practically Tarksovskian …
… In terms of precedent or echoes, that’s pretty exalted company. Or, fair to say, pretentious company …
… In other words, there are reasons that people have hated this. But wouldn’t we all be grateful …
… if we could just have a couple of Murnaus, Eisensteins, Tarkovskys? Maybe we should just be grateful he’s making films again!
#TotheWonder. Affleck looks as discomfited as S. Penn did in The Tree of Life. Except that S. Penn hardly had to be in The Tree of Life.
#TotheWonder. Each image is as creation’s-morn vivid and startling as a Lumiére film. The characters, echoing Bergman ’62, or the Snopes family, …
… seem to have a hard time appreciating it all. It’s as per usual w’ Malick. Eden, and after.