Olmi. Kiarostami. Loach.Three auteurs. Three stories. Three ways to tease a sociological metaphor. A triptych made in episodic format carved from my least favorite cinematic tradition—the 60s European omnibus—but the film tries its best to unite these stories under a single theme while married to a single location. We’re on a train headed from Central Europe to Rome. Tickets are the currency to buy comfort and avoid hassle, but they’re really a metaphor for class struggle and social standing. Illegal refugees get threaded throughout each tale, speaking to the larger European mood of how the country deals with its immigration problem. Apart from its unevenness, I had a good time with this one. And holy shit! Did Olmi really create a Woody Allen fantasy? Old dude erotically daydreaming about a young, beautiful blonde? The setup isn’t as creepy as Woody often makes it, but you can’t unsee these things once you’ve been salaciously wooed by the Wood. The Kiarostami and Loach segments are much stronger, more thematically tied, each playing their hand with how the tickets create social division and sacrifice, threats of deportation and first-class entitlement, with Loach’s piece taking the cake out of the three. If anything, TICKETS revealed how PUMPED I am to tackle Loach’s filmography!Kiarostami Ranked















