The Hole
wanted to watch this so bad ! after browsing the depths of the internet for a decent version i eventually went to a media library and got a card (even tho i'm moving out in less than a week) just to watch this on dvd and i'm so glad i did
a much kafkaesque disease clears up a vision that is already very present in vive l'amour: urban life strips a person of their humanity in the face of others, alienation climbs though places of housing which are rarely homes in a crawling psychosis.
the characters, as if they were air, are disposed one above the other in an order of lightness. the lighter spirit of a young man is upstairs, on the upper side of the hole, an anxious woman leads her heavier existence down the hole. if there is a god above it should be one of lightness, it should be one like us to lift us up.
the music (💜) states the case of a truly ironic film. irony is both the humor itself and dissimulation, the closing distance between two existences. so much so that as that distance closes, as they come together, while the film becomes more figurative, that humor lingering over absurdity disappears, it gets truly serious, it fills up with sense and a divine direction.
have to give in and give it 5/5 not because i think it is perfect as a whole but because the last 15 minutes grow in a symbolical and lyrical perfection of meaning and sense which is just moving to see. a miraculous take on defying loneliness