2.5 - A beautiful looking film about a man’s thoughts and opinions on every country he traveled to while in his 30s. The movie means well, but it doesn’t have much of a point besides the obvious to begin with. Not as meta influential as Sans Soleil, or as poignant as Dawson City, or even as contemplative in its photography as Samsara, it does little that’s new within itself that we haven’t seen before in better films
watching this i became really grateful for those masterfully told and shown and shared experiences. words, images, music and sounds build a complete whole which is finally made transparent modestly: as the human selective filament necessarily leaving out the lot. i feel deeply inspired by this art. i will remember this. thanks!
4.5 Es un documental de contrastes: entre padre e hija, de la misma edad pero en épocas y con experiencias muy distintas: entre la riqueza del primer mundo y la miseria del tercero, pero con mayor calidez humana; entre la eficacia de Japón, los aviones retrasados de Escandinavia y las calles empedradas de Portugal, bellas pero de laboriosa e improductiva elaboración. Muestra con objetividad la subjetividad del viaje.
My own memories of travel are the strongest I'll ever have, which is probably also the case for Aya's gentle, meditative globetrotting father. A rare documentary looking at a Japanese man's exploration of the Occident (rather than the other way around), this film emphasises the long term joy gained from travel, not tourism, esp. as age, commitments, immobility and (now) escalating travel bans gradually creep upon us.
Sabe quando você visita alguém e o anfitrião começa a mostrar fotos e contar casos das viagens que fez a vários lugares? Esse filme é isso! A diretora fez um filme com as viagens de seu pai, mochileiro japonês em 1970, através de fotos, cartões-postais e imagens que ela fez em alguns lugares, com narrativa de suas lembranças dos locais e extraídas de seu diário. Uma conversa de 'sala-de-estar'. Merece ser visto
Our film festival would be beginning here in a little over a month and this reminds me very much of the types of film I often see in the middle of the day. Sun-dappled 16mm, the synchronicity of narration and image, a zen-pace that encourages a nap from being up late the night prior. In contemporaneous ways it cannot escape being a work of things that are lost to us, even as it celebrates what occurred.
as long as this film only shows about Jiro's self-awareness, with the story of his journey through the narrative we will be presented with a full memory and perspective on the world and the changes that occur. Although it only shows through travel photos that are summarized into a memoir unity, but that's what makes this film look beautiful. And all of his father's adventures made Aya Koretzky himself in this world
Um road movie, um filme-ensaio, um documentário... muitos gêneros cabem neste lindo filme, em que memória e imagem se entrelaçam de maneira reflexiva, imbricada. Divagações numa volta ao mundo cujas consequências reverberam num presente de desterritorialização e na tentativa de mapear afetivamente os traços de uma geração que se lançou às estradas. Os sentidos criados por Aya são nostálgicos e abandonam dicotomias.
don't approach this work as a film -- see it a a book of images, a face-book. yeah darling, cinema was a social medium -- long before the rising of social media. Photographs, memories, thoughts, personal and interpersonal snapshots, buildings and plants -- politics and psyches -- all mixed. see, or read -- or feel this in micro-doses. do not abandon it. it will re-shape your soul.
I found it more of an interesting personal study than rewarding from the travel perspective. The simple format kept the focus on the narrative (for the most part), though there were quite a lot of thoughts/ideas that were introduced and never quite resolved. Really enjoyed it though.