A Tale of Autumn is not my favorite Rohmer, that remains Love in the Afternoon, where I felt so completely inside both characters that the film almost felt personal but it is close, and in certain moments it almost closes the gap entirely.
what I love about Rohmer, and what this film gives in abundance, is the characters. that is ultimately what determines how much a Rohmer film works for me, the degree to which I can feel genuinely inside these people and their conversations.
there is also something Rohmer does with performance that I find almost impossible to describe but impossible to miss, these tiny, unrepeatable gestures that feel specific not just to the character but to the actor in that exact moment.
I live in Lagos. there are no four seasons here, no French countryside, no vineyards. watching this film I wanted, badly, to move somewhere I could eat grapes I had grown myself and watch the light change color across an autumn landscape.
A Tale of Autumn is not my favorite Rohmer, that remains Love in the Afternoon, where I felt so completely inside both characters that the film almost felt personal but it is close, and in certain moments it almost closes the gap entirely.
what I love about Rohmer, and what this film gives in abundance, is the characters. that is ultimately what determines how much a Rohmer film works for me, the degree to which I can feel genuinely inside these people and their conversations.
there is also something Rohmer does with performance that I find almost impossible to describe but impossible to miss, these tiny, unrepeatable gestures that feel specific not just to the character but to the actor in that exact moment.
I live in Lagos. there are no four seasons here, no French countryside, no vineyards. watching this film I wanted, badly, to move somewhere I could eat grapes I had grown myself and watch the light change color across an autumn landscape.
