culture as an outsider is always gonna be difficult to grasp and as films its gonna be even harder because how can you present and talk about something you've never really experienced?
i think as a collection of images, its good enough but the narration half of the film feels like it desperately tries to say something intelectual. sometimes its decent in that but the other time its annoying as fuuuck so i do apreciate the sections of the film without narration and that rely on the images rather then the words.
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Sans Soleil
He wrote me...
Rating
3.0 (1)
Release Date
1/1/1983Runtime
100 minsGenres
Overview
A woman narrates the thoughts of a world traveler, meditations on time and memory expressed in words and images from places as far-flung as Japan, Guinea-Bissau, Iceland, and San Francisco.
Status
ReleasedOriginal Language
FrenchBudget
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$30,878Homepage
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How It Feels
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A lyrical meditation on time, memory, and the self, woven from fragmented images of distant places and a woman's voice carrying the thoughts of an unseen traveler. It feels less like a journey through space and more like a journey through consciousness itself.
Mood
ContemplativeWistfulMelancholic
Themes
MemoryArt and creationMortality
Pacing
Meditative
Look
Documentary-likePainterly
Structure
Nonlinear
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