Like kids searching for a father we never knew?
(Watch it all here.)
(In case you were wondering where Bela Tarr’s later style came from…)
Or the father they thought they knew:
But never did.
(Watch all four clips at once if you can.)
Angelopoulos was perhaps the premier filmmaker of the Event, the crossed-out god whose traces, fragments, ruins, relics leave us perplexed, staring into the yawning gap of His/Her withdrawal.
(Who is “us”, you ask? The ones he leaves wandering.)
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