Ciuleandra
Anul: 1984
Durata: 119 min.
Tara: Romania
Regia: Sergiu Nicolaescu
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Anul: 1984
Durata: 119 min.
Tara: Romania
Regia: Sergiu Nicolaescu
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Drama « Filme Romanesti Spune:
on decembrie 24, 2008 at 5:42 pm
[...] Ciuleandra [...]
Madalina Spune:
on mai 19, 2009 at 8:47 am
Foarte frumos
Ramona Spune:
on august 2, 2009 at 1:03 pm
Imi place filmul
John Spune:
on octombrie 20, 2009 at 6:56 pm
For English speakers I provide a [not so clear] Google translation of the Romanian wikipedia entry for the novel from which this film is made.
The novel “Ciuleandra” consists of 31 chapters and opens with a moto: “… and do not know that you are vile and cowardly and poor and blind and naked …” (Revelation, III – 17). It is an anticipatory role because they present the final depiction of the main character, his madness, but illustrates also the fact that we never know well enough, never know if within a seemingly innocuous creatures can be killer instinct. You just have to know how to control our impulses.
Tilul work can be viewed from two angles, with a denotative meaning and a sense connotation. He expresses the first dance craze, “Ciuleandra to be considered as a Dionysian dance in which individual participants are unleashed:” Run as a fuss some, very slow, very sparingly. Players gather, merge, string out, probably after sympathy, or at random, regardless. Then, when it seems that men have less hot, catch music shake and mend it. The pace of the game is accelerating, of course. Players, included the following means, forming a compact wall of bodies that Mladic bow, it turns, and leaps as musicians command. The catch is stronger players, the music became more fidgety, more wild. Feet young men escape rough, sketch figures tramping, jumping fear zvâcniri joy. Then, suddenly, everyone, with mattress and very swift steps, start a whirlwind. Wall soar when you live here, when on, musicians strunele strongly tightened and sharp bite sounds with one shout up, in trying to answer another, the middle players, but cut and swallowed the rampage pace. Now thread, all the încovăindu and strigându is, as one seven fantastic start to încolăcească, to collect, to grămădească until changes like a pile of hot meat zvârcoleşte the place is a time for then, suddenly, to relax again, tired or panting, the tactful good, leaving to see the players faces rosita and funny.