Ralph Breaks the Internet
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A bitter, deadpan parody of all things Romantic, Wenders's film is also so ironic about its own emptiness that it ends up being something pure: a pop dirge about how never sitting still may be the only answer to meaninglessness.
Wenders looks at young rockers through a lens of high culture and applies the theatrical fervor of the Enlightenment to the rumpled rounds of modern buskers.
The cast and Robby Müller's color cinematography give the film a strange feeling that sets it apart from Wenders's other road movies.
arch and self-consciously arty in its depiction of alienated characters, none of whom feel like flesh-and-blood human beings
Everything in Wrong Move happens as if by magic-or as if previously written in the pages of another book. While situated in a mundanely real modern Germany, the narrative is entirely anti-realistic.
German director Wim Wenders' early films tend to be more interesting than his later ones, despite their obviously limited budgets. Hearing the director's-commentary track was helpful and filled in some blanks -- there's apparently a common genre of German literature involving a youth going on a journey and returning with vital wisdom and experience, and "Wrong Move" (based on a Goethe novel) is intended as a warped twist on that premise. In this case, the journey amounts to a "wrong move" and the protagonist gains nothing. Naturally, this means the story meanders along with few notable developments (fellow travelers climb on board, then gradually depart...the end), so it's easy to grow impatient with this oh-so-German film of brooding, philosophical types talking about dreams and alienation. But have some patience and you'll enjoy the group's travels. And fans of international actresses will enjoy seeing two landmark Teutonic starlets in earlier days: Fassbinder muse Hanna Schygulla and 13-year-old Nastassja Kinski (appearing in her first role and never saying a word despite being onscreen for most of the film). Kinski even has somewhat of a topless sex scene, which would have been hotly controversial had this been an American production.
Boring, boring, boring! I just could not get into this at all. Based on Goethe's Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship, it's about an aspiring writer who travels across West Germany with a group of artistic oddballs, comprised of a poet, an actress, a 'singer' and a mute acrobat. The film feels very stilted and artificial; it's full of pompous speeches, with hardly any dramatic content. It doesn't help that none of the artists seem to be especially talented at their chosen disciplines; maybe something is being lost in translation, but the writer and the poet's musings are self-obsessed and pretentious, the actress is not actress enough to fool the writer when she tries to pass off a piece of pure invention as a dream she had the previous night, and the self-proclaimed singer doesn't really sing, perhaps because he's invariably got a harmonica stuck in his gob. Nastassja Kinski, whose first film this was, just juggles badly and performs the odd cartwheel; if that's all it takes to be an acrobat, I'm running off to join the circus... A film about alienation, best left alone.
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