The Candy Colored Clown's Review of The Color of Pomegranates (Sayat Nova )
I can't remember the last time a revisitation has been so rewarding. I saw the KINO edition a few years ago and was less than ecstatic with this supposed masterwork of abstract cinema. What was so different this time around; why the change of heart? Was it the superior transfer? Films of such visual grandeur can only benefit from a cleaner print. But to claim that as the only reason for my newfound appreciation of this seminal film would be selling it short.
In my opinion, the objective of this picture is to explore the inner workings of a soul. It's the reflection of one's life told through the images of the subconscious; from childhood, til death. Making sense of this arcane, deeply personal work can be difficult. But I believe the themes are universal. Identity, longing, the fragility of love and the endless search for spiritual euphoria.
Initially, these thoughts evaded me because of an unwillingness to let my guard down. As with any film so abstract and mysterious, there is no correct interpretation. Each experience is unique to the individual's state of mind. But one thing most people should agree upon is that the imagery is hypnotic, mystical and otherworldly.