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Critics Consensus: Delightful and strangely moving.
Critic Consensus: Delightful and strangely moving.
All Critics (102) | Top Critics (30) | Fresh (96) | Rotten (6) | DVD (4)
Chances are, if you're susceptible to this movie's gentle charms, you'll weep when the camel does.
The characters are charming, the colours of the carpets in their yurts colourful and the emphasis on family inescapable.
A simple and radiant piece of humanism.
While it isn't always easy to get used to the slower natural rhythms this film celebrates, its cumulative effect is undeniable.
A film of simple rigor and heartfelt emotion.
The most sincere and heartfelt camel movie in years, maybe ever.
a charmer
Exudes a subtle spiritual power.
This quirky docudrama speaks a more universal language: Who does not feel for a child abandoned by his mother?
Un relato extraordinario, revelador de la naturaleza humana (y animal), a medio camino entre el registro documental y el realismo poético.
Beautiful and compassionate tale of nomadic peoples that ranks with the best of Robert Flaherty's documentaries.
Simple yet charming.
interesting documentary about a nomadic family of camel herders in Mongolia. And it's all about them -- no narration, no talking head "experts". Just a camera following these people around as they share meals, socialize and work. The title refers to a particiular camel who gives birth and then refuses to care for her colt. The colt's health begins to suffer, and the family takes an unusual step - bringing in a violinist to play while one of the women perform a kind of ritual with the camel in order to bring back the camel's maternal instinct. The piece the violinist plays is beautiful, and is just one of several similarly wonderful music interludes. A scene of a young mother singing what seems to be a lullaby to her toddler is magical and moving. A fascinating journey into unfamiliar territory.
Super Reviewer
This was really good.
[font=Century Gothic]"The Story of the Weeping Camel" is a documentary about an extended family living in the Gobi Desert in Mongolia. The last of the camels has finally given birth but the mother rejects the colt. The humans are desperate to try to get the mother camel to accept her child.[/font] [font=Century Gothic][/font] [font=Century Gothic]Simply put, "The Story of the Weeping Camel" is not that interesting. There is little insight into how the family lives and works except they do seem rather ordinary.(Maybe this is the point...) The greater emphasis is on the camel. (Getting the mother camel to accept the colt is important but it is not explained the repercussions if this does not happen.) And humans will always interest me more than animals. I did learn quite a bit about animal husbandry especially how it applies to the birthing and care of camels, though.[/font] [font=Century Gothic][/font] [font=Century Gothic][color=navy][/color][/font] [font=Century Gothic][color=#000080]And I will be on vacation until Tuesday, October 4. I'll try and have some reviews for you when I return...[/color][/font]
The world was raising. Thunderous canyons shot from below to meet my footsteps. Forests rose and died behind my back. Birds evolved and turned to dust before me. The sky was fire and shadow, and it covered the sun like a closing fist. My hair was a wild brown spirit dancing in the tempest. My consciousness tore apart into a thousand different pieces, each shot itself like a rocketship to a thousand stars. The moon crashed into the earth. Humanity begged to be. Civilization threw its hands up. Existence screamed. My body is an auditorium. Memory is music fading, acoustics wearing. Starlight is taxed. Clouds rule the universe. The bridges I walk end before they begin. All the islands and planets are sinking. An air just above me is a melancholy fragrance, and yellowness stains reality. The madness of my flesh is annihilated. I am just a tangle of wires choking a soul, stranded in a breath and under the dead mountains. The edge is deep. I let go, and fall back into a flock of glimmering crystal angels. I dream that they are building me beautiful white wings.
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