Posted on 7/17/12 06:22 AM
Soothing. Gorgeous. Random. If I ever direct a film, it will be in the shadows of Malick's The Tree of Life or another artsy, stongly visual film in some ways, like this one. Heavy on the abstract and a one that is not for the masses, that's my design. Sergei Parajanov produces a diamond in the rough with The Colors of Pomegranates and splashes the words of scripture together with the colors of life. I read up on this film before and after, and found that it was completely enjoyable viewing material in the middle.
Here stands a film that has no standard beginning or run-of-the-mill ending. The is no character development or camera movements like many of us are accustomed to seeing. We witness the life and death of a man oddly displayed through symbolism and cultural influences. Not much else can be said to support a narrative storyline. It relies on the famous poetry from Sayat Nova and flashes of scripture to guide us through what some will find a challenging voyage (luckily it is a short voyage). There is much to take away from here and it may need to be done in multiple viewings, but this is a text book example of an abstract art piece. If films are anything like toys, almost half are as simple as a ball you might get a lot of fun out of bouncing and throwing. But remember the Rubik Cube? This is more of a challenging toy that's mechanical with bright colors, and it requires a certain amount of commitment. Still with me or did I lose you? Bottom line, this film is rewarding to the eyes and the soul with no plot holes for the mind to fall into, just watch the colors and figures you see for 88 minutes.
For those with a little patience and willingness to step outside their comfort zone, you will surely be appreciative of this little gem on some level, to some degree. Understandably, some will more than others. For me it is a vacation from the standard. I can watch endless gangster plots where the simple differences are usually found in who kills who in the end and how. Ingmar Bergman is to thank for giving me something to break down the walls around me. With films like Persona and even Hour of the Wolf, I found I was able to admire work that I did not fully understand at first, or even ever fully comprehend. That is where some have found admiration for much of David Lynch's work. Mulholland Drive and films like Eraserhead are not always completely revealed in a nice, neat package with a bow on it. Many exceptional films do not have a gift card that fully divulges it's meaning or its outcome to recipients. These films ask questions and don't give complete answers in order to promote further thoughts, and often leave open to speculation. Thank goodness for variety and oddball directors. Essentially, one man directed, starred in 6 roles, and made the materials we see in Parajanov's visionary tale. This alone goes a long way with me but luckily there is plenty to look at too. (5/5)