I made it to the 56 minute mark. Once the method of telling the story, which involves having a section from Otto’s point of view first then followed by the same section from Ana’s perspective, became tedious, I realized that I didn’t really care about the characters enough to continue.
20 years plus later Medem's wonderfully romantic feature anchored by the concept of coincidence stands as an iconic achievement in Spanish cinema. The scripting (by the director) is quite sublime introducing its weaving stories slowly but bringing all the elements together for a moving and contemplative finish. Casting is great across the board especially a heart breaking turn by Najwa Nimri.
2.5 Wanted to love this due to the great ratings, but found all the coincidences almost tedious. What rang painfully true was the plaza scene where they completely miss each other. Found the ending tiresome with the multiple inter-titled viewpoints, as though the audience couldn't figure out what happened. Wish Ana and her mother had more scenes, as they were interesting and not unpleasant like Otto and his father.
A beautiful exploration of love, perception, and time, I can see why this film is highly regarded. The storytelling never fails to be compelling, the dialogue driving forward with a deft touch for both intimacy and poignancy. The cinematography is, at times, breathtaking, and the soundtrack and sound editing are both evocative and high quality. While moments of melodrama dampen its effect, this is an excellent film.
Good looking film. And a worthwhile experience for those who enjoy being spoon-fed fairytale sentimentality (I sometimes do.). I was expecting some slow-simmered character development and far more life-like complexity in this film for some reason. Guess I wasn't in the mood for what I got.
Totally fundamental chasing around everything, like the nordic sun which only edges the horizon, never to touch the lake. Eros is a game in this film, whose consequences blossom, multiply, crystallise into southern rains, news broadcasts and plane crashes... all viewers should go out to chase things too... Valiente... ..
Oddly, the film's style reminded me a little of Wes Anderson - led by narration of protagonist, long pauses over close-ups of facial expression despite being just imagery for the narration (which is no bad choice) and very abrupt scene endings, cut-to's and cutaways. Lovely bit of magic realism. Fast paced and acted brilliantly by each generation of the characters.
Wow, this turn-of-the-century faux art house obsession with coincidences is probably worth writing about (end of history, blah blah blah). I mean I can't sit through a single second of it. Because the whole idea is: every action has to be telegraphed and reified, every frame must be pointedly repetitive. Some find it romantic but for me its a big whirlpool of abyssal, meaningless nonsense. Very sorry.