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Karsten4.5

There’s a pretty reassuring review on here that was something I knew before watching this but needed to hear again afterwards where it describes the visuals as “meaning whatever they mean to you.” This film is very personal, and how it is approached depends entirely on how you look at it. I found myself feeling so many different emotions throughout this thing. Excited, irritated, depressed, turned on, uncomfortable, you name it. It’s a film about this man’s life but is also incredibly personal to the viewer, with visuals so abstract yet so specific, you can’t argue that this doesn’t make you feel something. It’s using filmmaking in a way that feels so easy yet so mastered and reminded me how powerful this medium is. I got a very specific experience out of this and what’s so amazing about it is that I guarantee you will too, but it will most likely be completely different.

Wes5.0

cinema as poetry and poetry as cinema. a work so ingrained into the psyche of its subject that it requires every cell in your body to be tuned to its wavelength. if you do just that, you'll be rewarded with one of the most visually stunning and seriously beguiling films ever crafted. one of the only times where my inability to access parts of the "plot" (or in this case lyrical and poetic enchantments) enriches my experience; this was this mans life and only his to live. i will try to understand what i can, always...yet sometimes we can only be curious passerbys. a film i think that will only get better with age and experience.

lizzy deane1.5

Yes, a piece of art is a piece of art and can mean anything to anyone and art in general can be entirely interpretation and singular vision, but that doesn't mean I have to always enjoy it, so I'm just gonna chalk it up to a "not for me" and leave it at that before some artbro starts explaining to me how I just don't appreciate cinema enough.