The Kid, Charlie Chaplin film, rewievs: Cloud atlas review 2021

An elderly man with a picturesque scar tells stories from his past lives, sitting on the beach, by the fire, and surprisingly aptly scolding the forces of nature and the long wait, which very inappropriately accompanied the Moscow premiere of Atlas. Long ago, a young lawyer rescued a fugitive slave. On the eve of the Second World War, a talented musician runs away from his lover, to serve as the secretary of the brilliant composer. In her seventy-third year, the pushy journalist seeks to get to the bottom of the harsh world of nuclear power. At two thousand and twelve, the unlucky publisher catches luck and bad luck by the tail. In the not too distant future, a factory-made girl, a servant from Neo-Seoul, is interrogated by a bald infernal investigator about the desires of the strange. A hundred years later, a boat of the most futuristic kind sails to the savages on the island, and a girl dressed in white tells the unwashed Robinsons about thermonuclear reactions. All stories are interconnected, they are all about love, about sacrifice, about freedom, as well as about the boundaries and consequences of this freedom. That the revolution of the spirit is impossible without self-sacrifice, and evolution is impossible without pain and suffering.

What is time? A river flowing in all directions at once. An element that cannot be curbed or defeated - it rolls in waves, destroying and preserving, destroying and restoring again. Neither the past nor the future exists, there is only the infinite "now". The unity of generations is carried out through art, be it music, cinema or literature. History is material, it is at arm's length - you can reach it through the symphony of a genius, you can touch it through yellowed paper with blurry lines. "Cloud Atlas" is a movie about the cycle of life, love, art and freedom. The latter lives in melodies, looks, beliefs and decisions. Freedom to resist imposed dogmas. The freedom to create and enjoy. The freedom to be yourself and be free from yourself. In everyone there is both great good and great evil, life is an eternal struggle between hell and heaven. A series of deaths and rebirths, the battle of the dead Order with Chaos full of life. "Cloud Atlas" is a movie about choice as the fundamental basis of everything - and the choice is made more than once, it has to be done every second, every time slice.

The story of the friendship between a lawyer and a black sailor is about freedom of choice. When experience dictates who you are and you are ready to fight for yourself. A sketch about a tandem of composers is a parable about the sacrifice that eternal life, life in art, demands. The incident from the life of a journalist also demonstrates a sacrifice, a sacrifice for the truth, demonstrates the importance of the inner core and the unacceptability of retreat. Caricature modernity is a short respite, now everything is funny and not real, now it is just an eternal escape from the poorhouse to the bar. The post-apocalypse of diametrically different savages and "seers", the last children of an agonizing civilization, is a story about freedom from an inner demon, the strength that is required to do the right thing, even if it is incredibly difficult. And the world presented by Neo-Seoul is truly scary, albeit schematic in revolutionary straightforwardness. After all, evil begins exactly where people begin to look at things. And even though Orwellianism through sinister consumption is not too fresh, ramming arrogance in scoring - yes, several outdated truths - has always charmingly distinguished Wachowski's projects. Pretentious, ambitious cinema captivates with a graceful apology for flashbacks and flashforwards. A humorous brilliant solution to the problem of criticism. Skillful self-citation and self-irony, not slipping into self-parody. Diagnosis "pussy" and a portrait of Solzhenitsyn crossed out with the inscription "banned". Hommages to a lot of things are not harsh, not provocative and do not flirt with the public - they show through in details, silhouette at dusk. Each story is linear, but the end result is greater than the sum of the terms. Harmony.

It might be ridiculous to talk about technical excellence, but it would be a crime not to mention it. "Cloud Atlas" looks flawless - not so much even due to non-trivial engineering solutions and beautiful staging, its magic - in the ragged rhythm of editing phrases, in the dynamic bitingness of switching between stories. The film keeps on the hook, leads by the nose, with a supernatural sense of the right moment, giving out exactly what is needed now, what is most interesting in a particular second. Kabatsky scuffle is replaced by virtuoso playing the piano, a kind greasy joke is replaced by a pretentious conversation about life after death, a rare but caustic naturalism gives way to innocent fetishism. The search for God ends at the bottom of the glass, at the top of the mountain, in the inexorably black muzzle of a pistol, inside himself. The evolution of mankind is carried out through the evolution of man. Each of the directors brings something of his own, author's, hard-won and valuable, but at the same time no one pulls the blanket over himself - a rare quality of symbiosis.

четверг, 3 июня 2021 г.

Cloud atlas review 2021

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четверг, 3 июня 2021 г.