The White Ribbon

I need to know! Not just who is Michael Heneke but also who does he think he is? The arrogance of his work is only comparable to its brilliance. Here he visits Bergman territory without telling us so but just the faces of the actors in glorious black and white scream of Bergman. What a delightful annoyance. As anybody who is familiar with the work of Michael Heneke will suspect, this new opus, will provoke you in so many different ways that you will want to leave theater many times but you won't be able to, I certainly couldn't. This man is a wizard of sorts. I can't think of no other director who could get away with this in the new millennium. I haven't even started to talk about the film yet and I'm not going to. I'm just going to say that it's a mystery in more ways than one and that you may hate it but won't be able to forget it.