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...and for the shocking conclusion to Bela Tarr's week...

Posted by Victor Khomenko on October 24, 2013 at 10:50:51:

...here is the Damnation.

I will spare you the usual plot recitation and all those "Oh!" and "Ah!"... I will simply summarize once again, that without ANY reservations Tarr is one of the most significant living movie directors of our times.

If that is not enough enticement then I don't know what would be.

One of the most difficult to watch, too, but rewarding in the extreme. The common parallels with Tarkowsky and Bergman of course still apply, as then inevitable memories of Ivan the Terrible and Citizen Kane, but even in Homer's times some thought that everything had been already written... of course they did not have chance to read It Takes a Village.

All this said, I am re-ordering The Man from London, as nothing quite scrapes your back with bone-chilling horror like that one does! Just the ticket for those times when you are alone in the house, the wind is getting stronger, and The Raven is nothing more than a silly little love poem.

So there you go... tin would be proud.