Morgen

This minimalist sarcasm is exactly for someone like me. A film of insight without understanding, compiled from long, often non-eventful shots that accurately reflect the boredom and grayness of the Romanian borderlands. In this flat and immense space, every soft emotion and joke that the central duo – the laconic giant Hatházi and the pixie Yalcin – receives there literally shines. Characters who understand each other de facto only the word morgen represent a realistic and natural contradiction to the affected and engaged cries against the EU's behavior towards immigrants. This is a film about people, not humanist wisdom from manuals. A massive veristic rush of blood to the head, in which things happen according to the key of improbability and chance. Morgen is a life crammed into the cut-out of a camera that does not speak much (I can think of a parallel with both the excellent French film A Faint Trembling of the Landscape and the proletarian poetics of the everyday unusualness of the de Kervern-Delepine duo). (2011.03.30)