Greenes
Please don't spend money on this.
Ceticultsot
Beautiful, moving film.
FuzzyTagz
If the ambition is to provide two hours of instantly forgettable, popcorn-munching escapism, it succeeds.
Armand
seductive. for the art to determine yo believe that it is part of your experiences. delicate. like a spider web or ash of an old letter. beautiful. for music and acting. strange. for the charm without clear source. fragile. for the nuances of Guy Pearce performance. personal. because, in little/more aspects, it is our story. a silhouette from past. an accident. and a meeting as magic second chance. so, it is a kind of song. broken words but same music. same feelings. and the emotion to discover parts of you in a mirror with fragile frame. a poem ? may be. because poetry, in different way, it is its axis. but , in essence, it is only game. with words. with memories accuracy. with crumbs of fear. with desire to transform past in present continuous.
emuir-1
This film was so slow that I kept getting up to look at the clock to see how much longer I had to endure it, as I had already worked out the ending in the first 15 minutes or less. It was very much a first time effort by a woman director just out of film school, or at least it seemed that way. What used to be called a woman's weepie. I kept picturing the film in soft focus black and white, awash with lush music, with 40's matinée idols playing the leads. Better editing to speed the action a little would have helped. The cameraman must have been infatuated with Helena Bonham Carter judging by the long close ups of her soulful dark eyes, and wet hair hanging over them; however, at 42 she was somewhat old for the part - by say 20 years. Guy Pierce was unemotional as a block of wood, as was his character]s father. The only other father figure spoke a lot of rather spiritual wisdom. Had he been in America he would have had his own church.The childhood scenes were what made the film worth watching. I loved the nighttime jaunts on the bicycle. The main false note in the film was the lack of dust covering everything in Silvi's old home. The bed had covers on them which had not worm to tatters like the curtains, and apparently did not smell musty. The book of poems was a clean as it it had been laid down less than a minute ago. In the Australian countryside thick red dust covers everything, especially in an building abandoned with the windows open.
faroxby
This film reminds me of a period in the Sixties when many "avant garde" films were produced that required that the viewer expend some effort of thought, while bringing a background of knowledge to bear, perhaps discussing afterward with friends,to explore a film which tries to expand your experience without limiting the ways it could be appreciated. I prefer this kind of film precisely because it does not hand me its interpretation in a neat little package, but invites me to discover it. Perhaps, after a hard day in the cubicle, a facile, louder adventure may be more entertaining. But when you have rested, go back and watch this film again! You may just be surprised.
suzannadavi
I was reading some of the previous reviews and realized that not everyone would get or like this movie - it is not one I would recommend to many friends, but I loved it. Painful, real, acknowledging of life's moments to regret- it made me think of the line from the Big Kahuna when Danny Divito says you have lots to regret, you just don't know it yet (paraphrase) - another great non-action movie. I saw nothing of the paranormal in this movie - I think that is an interpretation by those who do not get it. Beautifully done and tenderly told, I heartily recommend this movie to a small handful of special people which included my 15 year old daughter.
