When an 11-year-old girl is brutally raped and murdered in a quiet French village, a police detective who has forgotten how to feel emotions--because of the death of his own family in some kind of accident--investigates the crime, which turns out to ask more questions than it answers.
A woman walks by her home and finally takes a shower - She buy colored fabrics in a trade. A man visiting a post office - Succession of scenic pictures and semi-autonomous fading almost ... See full summary »
A family spends three summer days in a beautiful lake mansion close to Berlin. Together with her new lover, Irene visits her brother Alex, who still inhabits the house with his writer son ... See full summary »
In the Yorkshire countryside, working-class tomboy Mona meets the exotic, pampered Tamsin. Over the summer season, the two young women discover they have much to teach one another, and much to explore together.
You have to see two faces of this movie: first: its extraordinary pictorial sadness and consequence, which is fully reached by the camera, the direction and the excellent cast. (Hilmar Thate and Cornelia Schmaus, above all, show an intensity of face-acting that has become seldom in contemporary cinema.) This face, indeed, seems to be lifted by archaic 1920s-cinema, and it's a miracle that it could resurrect. But we have a second, very problematic face, too. The movie pretends to tell the story of people who are victims of the "capitalization" of former GDR, more generally: people who are considered the invisible "margin" of society. Making them visible, forms a great part of this movie's ethics, and signifies undoubtedly a merit. But here, the script fails. So many unbelievable details. Why hasn't Sylvia left this guy much earlier and why (that's even more crucial) does she seem to be so heavily surprised by his way of acting? (She should have known FOR YEARS that he is, p. e., not able to TALK about important things.) Why are Gina and her brother FASCINATED by Walter? We see a broken, very sick and psychopathic guy, but we don't see a "fascinosum". Maybe there is a failure in Thate's acting, but more important is the fact that a past as a factory's director doesn't explain fully WHY he tends to VIOLENCE. (Despair, by itself, does not necessarily produce violence!) And, after all, we don't have a portrait of the world Walter is opposed to; Berlin appears as an impressive stage-background, not more. We don't really see the details (apart from the metro things) that incite his fury. Here it is where the REALISTIC pretention of "Wege in die Nacht" is going to fail. Besides of this, it is an EXTRAORDINARY film, worth to be seen, in any case.
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