To elaborate on my title, it's about people who actually live in the cinema. People who believe in the sanctity of "good lies". I saw this film today in the Jerusalem Film Pestival, it's worthy of 8.5 but I have to keep my rating in natural numbers. It's worthy of 8.5 because the director is worthy of 9 at least, his control over the language of cinema is obvious from each and every frame, he uses here a non actor in the lead, with almost no facial expressions and still gets a 100% credible performance out of him, and his use of camera angles, zooms and the rest of the arsenal the art of cinema offers him, is simply outstanding. Notice that though the whole first half of the film takes place inside the cinematheque, we don't get to see a single frame of actual movie, we do get to see some titles. this could have something to do with distribution rights but it works here to perfection, because cinema is not the issue, but that's was said already, and to say more I'd have to go into specific details - I don't do that.
Just go see it if you have the opportunity.
