I watched this at a film festival at 9:00 AM on a Saturday night. I wondered if the director was high while scripting and shooting; or was I who decided to watch this on a Sat morning alone in a 350 seater theatre? But loved the movie, especially the movie and all the trippy imagery.
A segunda metade não é tão fascinante quanto a primeira, repleta de mistérios e fascínio (além de um benfazejo clima homoerótico), mas os minutos finais, de ritual imersivo na natureza, são inebriantes... Trilha musical muito condizente com a atmosfera encantatória do filme, que é também político em seus interstícios denuncistas. Imperfeito, mas digno de ser visto e revisto, acompanhado por quem amamos... (WPC>)
A poetic piece by Aroompheng that intertwines contrasting symbolism and explores one's identity. The film has an abundance of powerful scenes, yet in its entirety it did not impact me much. The criticism of Rohingya refugee crisis was too oblique for me.
Algo de Doppelgänger, algo de anima-animus, algo de poesía. La narración mantiene un pulso propio, melancólico, con gestos demasiado intencionales. Hay transformaciones muy interesantes, pero lo mejor son algunas escenas con gran fuerza poética que cortan la narración. Parecen digresiones, pero son las claves que sostienen la película. Es un cine poético hecho de fotos quietas. Más que poemas, versos sueltos.
Carried away in the intimacy of these characters. Mr Aroonpheng puts us in a state of listening to what sings in us. We let ourselves be summoned by listening to the melody of great inner silence. Listening requires the space of silence. And it is with great finesse applied to the creative process, and supported by an image and a soundtrack that maintain poetry, surrealism and offer a fantasmagoric work.
This film was gripping and moving, even when I didn't understand some of the specific references to the experience of Rohingya refugees in Thailand. This is the strength of the film - it stands on its own as an evocation of multiple ways of being lost, multiple ways that people can be violent towards each other and what healing might look like. The cinematography was incredible tactile, while still being dreamy.
I don't know that I could communicate clearly even half of what's going on in this film, but I feel confident that I'm grasping what it's aiming for on a deeper, indescribable level, which is one of the hallmarks of some of my favorite pieces of art. The only thing I can add is that elements reminded me of the similarly enigmatic THE RED TURTLE: the exquisite humanism, the powerful and poetic depictions of nature...
I need more knowledge about Thailand to fully interpret and appreciate it. Dedicated to the Rohingya, an ethnic group that's apparently a marginalized minority. Its topics on borrowed identity and a friendship first given willingly but then withdrawn give me the impression of touching on shared guilt, or a protest against its lack thereof. Atmospheric and slow, interesting but gave me many doubts, couldn't enjoy it.