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On the second viewing, I was overwhelmed even more by the beauty of the principal actress---but it takes more than that a good film to make.
First off, of course, one notices the absence of any apparent story or plot. This is a not inconsiderable obstacle for any director to overcome. The film must then rise or fall on cinematography, imagery, pacing, and mystery.
Unfortunately, the voice-overs of poetry are read by a purposefully monotoned actor who could put a meth addict to sleep in a few minutes.
What I was left with is an extremely sad-toned portrait of a woman, left alone by what I assume is a husband that had left for war, and some confusing other story about a woman who now was inhabiting the house in which the principal and her children resided at the beginning of the movie.
There also was some "inside" joke about censoring during an extended scene; the principal seemed to be an editor of some sort. There was also "comic relief" in the form of a Spanish emigré and his Russian wife, with shots of the Spanish Civil War and bull-fighting. Really.
The eponymous "mirror" was featured in many shots within the house, for no discernible reason except, perhaps, to show how cleverly one can confuse the viewers' direction perspective.
Tarkovsky "free-associates" different images and leaves it up to fate, or the imagination of the viewer, to make a connection.
A disquieting film from a disturbing director. One is left with a sense of failure, on his part, and of, perhaps, a great talent gone astray. Or he could just be a mediocrity who cannot compete within the normal constraints of film.
The recurrent images, such as wind, fire, and water, powerfully add to the emotive aspects of the film but to no purpose. It isn't enough for an artist to throw mud upon a wall... it must either have some discernible pattern or form a pleasant image. "The Mirror," ultimately, does neither.
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Follow Ups:
..being invited by some Germans friends to see 'The Sacrifice' at their place quite some years ago.
A nice heavy Bavarian dinner and weissbier then lounging on the thick piled carpeted floor, ready for 'a russian' film.
Frankly, all I can remember is an interminably long opening shot that took about 15 minutes to arrive at the figure, from afar, my head getting heavier and heavier whilst thinking "please, no, not another two hours of boring, existential doo-doo..." before I became one with the carpet.
I hate this type of film (yes, I've tried other Tarkovsky to the same effect).
Now, Eisenstein's Ivan the Terrible, that really got me going!
I was 5 at the time, sitting on my mothers knee, watching late night tele.
Unforgettable...
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Films like Mirror are clearly beyond your level of comprehension. I'd suggest you waste no further time on them and stick with the safe, predictible fare, like Sideways .
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commentary upon the film. Please, I seriously would like to know what you liked, what stimulated you.
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And yes. I will post my views sometimes later in the year.
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No, Riesling.
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