Talking About Trees

If you like movie making, watch this

If you like movie making, watch this

Despite catching me at the most cynical I’ve ever been about the point and artistry of cinema, or at the very least how cinema functions in our world, this film has reinvigorated my hope in this medium, what it has and can once again be - not just in terms of being a way to share ideas and perspectives, but as an important fixture in our communities.

Despite catching me at the most cynical I’ve ever been about the point and artistry of cinema, or at the very least how cinema functions in our world, this film has reinvigorated my hope in this medium, what it has and can once again be - not just in terms of being a way to share ideas and perspectives, but as an important fixture in our communities.

Probably one of the most wholesome and politically resistant films I’ve seen.

Probably one of the most wholesome and politically resistant films I’ve seen.

Great subjects remain quite compelling despite a lackluster execution that does this exploration into regret, repression and cinema no favors. Right from the get go the tone of Talking About Trees is overwhelmingly melancholic but so much so that we can't be in the present. We see the love for cinema and the laughs and friendship these 4 guys feel but we ourselves never feel it, the tone also spoils the film for me. I knew just by how cold the mood is the ending has to be at the very least bleak and guess what it is. Its okay to hint towards an outcome but not be so focused on that outcome that the rest of the journey is effected by it. Maybe that's the point, that its inevitable but ultimately it didn't ring effective for me and only distanced me further from these guys then pull me closer because why do I have to care when it feels like the film had already given up before it even began? If the point is its inevitable then there should be something else hanging here that is left open or else you end up with everything feeling stagnent, even pointless. Talking About Trees less unfolds as it pedestrian through slow-burn one step at a time narrative momentum that dries so much of the life this film could had which is ashame when the four subjects are so easily sympathic and the film's portrait of the hard not at all glamorous one's life can turn with the love of cinema is refreshing, even heartbreaking but its less a by product of the film's storytelling and more just witnessing these 4 old dudes trying to desperately organise a cinema but keep getting push back from the government and the rest of the time all they could do is reminisce about their past films all locked in some vault somewhere or unfulfilled projects and its made sadder when you get glimpses of their projects and see that they really are talented. Talking About Tree is just busy yet aimless, it can't choose a vocal point to squeeze meaningful and revealing insights from its subject so we learn but we never feel, we see but never experience and ultimately we pity but never fully empathised. Just disappointing and disconnecting.

Great subjects remain quite compelling despite a lackluster execution that does this exploration into regret, repression and cinema no favors. Right from the get go the tone of Talking About Trees is overwhelmingly melancholic but so much so that we can't be in the present. We see the love for cinema and the laughs and friendship these 4 guys feel but we ourselves never feel it, the tone also spoils the film for me. I knew just by how cold the mood is the ending has to be at the very least bleak and guess what it is. Its okay to hint towards an outcome but not be so focused on that outcome that the rest of the journey is effected by it. Maybe that's the point, that its inevitable but ultimately it didn't ring effective for me and only distanced me further from these guys then pull me closer because why do I have to care when it feels like the film had already given up before it even began? If the point is its inevitable then there should be something else hanging here that is left open or else you end up with everything feeling stagnent, even pointless. Talking About Trees less unfolds as it pedestrian through slow-burn one step at a time narrative momentum that dries so much of the life this film could had which is ashame when the four subjects are so easily sympathic and the film's portrait of the hard not at all glamorous one's life can turn with the love of cinema is refreshing, even heartbreaking but its less a by product of the film's storytelling and more just witnessing these 4 old dudes trying to desperately organise a cinema but keep getting push back from the government and the rest of the time all they could do is reminisce about their past films all locked in some vault somewhere or unfulfilled projects and its made sadder when you get glimpses of their projects and see that they really are talented. Talking About Tree is just busy yet aimless, it can't choose a vocal point to squeeze meaningful and revealing insights from its subject so we learn but we never feel, we see but never experience and ultimately we pity but never fully empathised. Just disappointing and disconnecting.

Great subjects remain quite compelling despite a lackluster execution that does this exploration into regret, repression and cinema no favors. Right from the get go the tone of Talking About Trees is overwhelmingly melancholic but so much so that we can't be in the present. We see the love for cinema and the laughs and friendship these 4 guys feel but we ourselves never feel it, the tone also spoils the film for me. I knew just by how cold the mood is the ending has to be at the very least bleak and guess what it is. Its okay to hint towards an outcome but not be so focused on that outcome that the rest of the journey is effected by it. Maybe that's the point, that its inevitable but ultimately it didn't ring effective for me and only distanced me further from these guys then pull me closer because why do I have to care when it feels like the film had already given up before it even began? If the point is its inevitable then there should be something else hanging here that is left open or else you end up with everything feeling stagnent, even pointless. Talking About Trees less unfolds as it pedestrian through slow-burn one step at a time narrative momentum that dries so much of the life this film could had which is ashame when the four subjects are so easily sympathic and the film's portrait of the hard not at all glamorous one's life can turn with the love of cinema is refreshing, even heartbreaking but its less a by product of the film's storytelling and more just witnessing these 4 old dudes trying to desperately organise a cinema but keep getting push back from the government and the rest of the time all they could do is reminisce about their past films all locked in some vault somewhere or unfulfilled projects and its made sadder when you get glimpses of their projects and see that they really are talented. Talking About Tree is just busy yet aimless, it can't choose a vocal point to squeeze meaningful and revealing insights from its subject so we learn but we never feel, we see but never experience and ultimately we pity but never fully empathised. Just disappointing and disconnecting.

Great subjects remain quite compelling despite a lackluster execution that does this exploration into regret, repression and cinema no favors. Right from the get go the tone of Talking About Trees is overwhelmingly melancholic but so much so that we can't be in the present. We see the love for cinema and the laughs and friendship these 4 guys feel but we ourselves never feel it, the tone also spoils the film for me. I knew just by how cold the mood is the ending has to be at the very least bleak and guess what it is. Its okay to hint towards an outcome but not be so focused on that outcome that the rest of the journey is effected by it. Maybe that's the point, that its inevitable but ultimately it didn't ring effective for me and only distanced me further from these guys then pull me closer because why do I have to care when it feels like the film had already given up before it even began? If the point is its inevitable then there should be something else hanging here that is left open or else you end up with everything feeling stagnent, even pointless. Talking About Trees less unfolds as it pedestrian through slow-burn one step at a time narrative momentum that dries so much of the life this film could had which is ashame when the four subjects are so easily sympathic and the film's portrait of the hard not at all glamorous one's life can turn with the love of cinema is refreshing, even heartbreaking but its less a by product of the film's storytelling and more just witnessing these 4 old dudes trying to desperately organise a cinema but keep getting push back from the government and the rest of the time all they could do is reminisce about their past films all locked in some vault somewhere or unfulfilled projects and its made sadder when you get glimpses of their projects and see that they really are talented. Talking About Tree is just busy yet aimless, it can't choose a vocal point to squeeze meaningful and revealing insights from its subject so we learn but we never feel, we see but never experience and ultimately we pity but never fully empathised. Just disappointing and disconnecting.