Schultze Gets the Blues Reviews
I came in already liking a lot about the subject matter -- accordion music, garden gnomes, the bayou -- but it was still difficult to watch. It's paced SO FRIGGIN' SLOW (and doesn't really get much quicker as it goes on).
And yet... the last 10 minutes made me rethink the whole thing and look back on it more warmly. As some reviewer said, "It's a bit of a surprise when the film ends and you realize that you've been touched in unanticipated ways by Schultze's solitary quest."
The plot itself makes me reflect on what's the meaning of life, where to look for joy, etc. And there are a few *great* little moments (when he first hears the new music on the radio, or when his first zydeco dance-partner leaves him).
Still, I don't know that I could sit through it again. Perhaps the way it's filmed is *supposed* to feel uncomfortable to someone used to modern fast-paced Hollywood film-making? Maybe that's the whole point? Maybe if I knew more about film art theory I could appreciate why the camera is always still and unmoving, or why *every single scene* goes on for 30 seconds longer than it "needs to" by usual standards... but I'm not good at that stuff. It definitely gives the film an unusual character!
If you're looking for a film that will grab you by the neck, pass on this one. If you're looking for one that you will place you on it's back and take you on an unpredictable voyage like life often takes us on, you could do worse than travelling with Scultze. Delightfully droll but not for those lacking patience.
A slow movie, with the main character hanging around with the people in his little town, with lots of landscape and interior shots that remind me of the photographs of Bernd and Hilla Becher.
The little town's Texan sister city invites one musician over to America, and it takes the movie one hour to decide to send Schultze, who has recently discovered cajun music. It seems the movie gets slightly faster there (and the location shots seem less precise), as the mono-lingual Schulze discovers the rhythm of southern States.
7 points, not in the least, because of Horst Krause's great depiction of Schultze.