Now let me start of on a clichéd note here, that I myself don't see myself as the kind of person to write reviews on this site, be it overly self and art and political drivel indulged paragaraphes about the essence of a a picture or what have you as the state of these reviews on this site, who might even scare off potential interest in a film like this, talking about artificial things like editing minutes out of the film (this is an attack at them) and the such. So I'm gonna make it short -
It's right before the end, where the shop clerk, the mother figure lies in bed with the daughter figure, the little girl who's face we see in contrast to the woman's face, covering her face beneath her black plump hair, that at the very first shot of the film, sitting next to the two children, not her children as it seems, sleeping, the cracking walls behind her, sitting, she sits with her legs sprawling in the sense of reaching out of her dress, while covering her face, showing her feminine legs, seeming or making herself seem like a much younger person, as a clean clean ghost of a beauty, her face is shown at the end of the title sequence, beginning the story with the father, his often mentioned alcoholism and his smell, his face, we see the man pee, spitting out cabbage leaves, who had a face, he's eating junk food on the corner of the street at night, so when the two, let's not forget, that we see the little girl in her room and learning how to wash her hands and building up the cabbage woman, that she wants to keep next to her in her bed, the boy, her brother, standing at the pissoir, talking to his father at night, saying that he needs to pee, the father takes him out to pee, smoking next to him and as were seeing those children, you could say exploited without there being tangible exploit, talking about children, seeing imagines of not-cleanliness next to the dirt of the father, his alcoholism, his smell, we start to sympathise with the clerk, her cleanliness, her constant spraying of the cleanser around her house, scrubbing the bath tub after the man, his smell, her house is full of wrinkles, a burnt house, as the daughter, the little girl, whose face we saw and whose body we saw next to the smell of the father, asking her, about the wrinkles.
And the woman says, that a house is like a person, that it grows old and that it gets sick. At the beginning, boy and girl walk next to a big tree and the girls says what a big tree, those instances, one of two I think where the camera is moving, another one when the children walk across the beach, the father as a figurine, shadow trotting on the beach, is far behind.
This is a great film.
- let me just comment on one scene and one scene only, otherwise it might get too long and in the end I might get criticised for what the film gets criticised for on this very page.
It's right before the end, where the shop clerk, the mother figure lies in bed with the daughter figure, the little girl who's face we see in contrast to the woman's face, covering her face beneath her black plump hair, that at the very first shot of the film, sitting next to the two children, not her children as it seems, sleeping, the cracking walls behind her, sitting, she sits with her legs sprawling in the sense of reaching out of her dress, while covering her face, showing her feminine legs, seeming or making herself seem like a much younger person, as a clean clean ghost of a beauty, her face is shown at the end of the title sequence, beginning the story with the father, his often mentioned alcoholism and his smell, his face, we see the man pee, spitting out cabbage leaves, who had a face, he's eating junk food on the corner of the street at night, so when the two, let's not forget, that we see the little girl in her room and learning how to wash her hands and building up the cabbage woman, that she wants to keep next to her in her bed, the boy, her brother, standing at the pissoir, talking to his father at night, saying that he needs to pee, the father takes him out to pee, smoking next to him and as were seeing those children, you could say exploited without there being tangible exploit, talking about children, seeing imagines of not-cleanliness next to the dirt of the father, his alcoholism, his smell, we start to sympathise with the clerk, her cleanliness, her constant spraying of the cleanser around her house, scrubbing the bath tub after the man, his smell, her house is full of wrinkles, a burnt house, as the daughter, the little girl, whose face we saw and whose body we saw next to the smell of the father, asking her, about the wrinkles.
And the woman says, that a house is like a person, that it grows old and that it gets sick. At the beginning, boy and girl walk next to a big tree and the girls says what a big tree, those instances, one of two I think where the camera is moving, another one when the children walk across the beach, the father as a figurine, shadow trotting on the beach, is far behind.
This is a great film.