observation

Birha – Ekta Mittal (2018)

I have fallen in love. I have fallen in love with a film, with a filmmaker. I have fallen in love with a hypnotising atmosphere, a weight that is at once heavy and yet marvellous….


Father and Sons – Wang Bing (2014)

Over several years, Wang Bing has built up a library of films about migration. We tend to understand migration as a movement of people. It is, in a broad sense, a movement, a change as…


Earth – Nikolaus Geyrhalter (2019)

Towards the end of the last decade, a new term made its way into public discourse: the anthropocene. Although this isn’t entirely true. The term has been in use for quite some time, but it…


Inland Sea – Kazuhiro Soda (2018)

How can we understand slow films? What do they show, what do they tell us? At some point during my (previously academic) research, I came to the conclusion that every slow film deals with death….


Spoon – Laila Pakalnina (2019)

Before I say a single word about Laila Pakalnina’s new film Spoon (2019), I need to thank Elina Reitere and the Latvian Film Institute, who allow me to discover the filmography of Pakalnina. It is…


The Tree – André Gil Mata (2018)

Tarkovskian. Tarr-esque. Filmind. André Gil Mata’s The Tree had me thinking a lot, had me admire what I saw and had me marvel over the future of Slow Cinema. Mata is part of a growing…


Vitalina Varela – Pedro Costa (2019)

It is difficult, if not impossible, to think of a woman in film, who has such a magical, such an overpowering aura around her as does Pedro Costa’s Vitalina Varela. The minute she appears, stepping…


Walden – Daniel Zimmermann (2018)

Not so long ago, I picked up Henry David Thoreau’s book Walden. Published in the middle of the 19th century, it is now something of an iconic book about nature, about the woods, about the…


Closing Time – Nicole Vögele (2018)

The beauty of Slow Cinema is that directors welcome you to their world and let you explore it in your own way. If you follow one director in particular and have seen all of his/her…


Taste of Cement – Ziad Kalthoum (2017)

My father’s hand was the city of Beirut. I came to Ziad Kalthoum’s Taste of Cement by accident and it’s one of those accidents that you’re grateful for. Not so long ago, I read a long article on the Guardian about our obsession with…