Wings of Desire
What a marvelous movie.Over and over again, I would start to feel a stirring of impatience with the repetition and the collaging, only to get sucked back by an image or a twist.And what splendid casting.I actually didn’t love the woman who played the trapeze artist, she was a little too Camille for me, but Bruno Ganz — what a face for that role.And Peter Falk’s little story about the armor!Loved that.It took me a minute, but then I said “…oh!” out loud.This is one of those high-fiber movies that a friend recommended so highly, I thought surely I’d hate it by the time I made myself watch it, but it’s wonderful.(6/8/06)
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WINGS OF DESIRE really is wonderful– texturally one of those movies you can just sort of soak into, you can feel the cold air, or the stinging smokiness of the bar where Nick Cave is performing FROM HER TO ETERNITY. But beyond this, it’s so poetic; Bruno Ganz recitation of the poem at the beginning, or the heart-wrenching pain the he feels for the suicide. And best of all, Falk: “I can’t see you– *but I know you’re there.*”
Just a wonderful film. PS, if you want to see more Ganz, check him out as Harker in Herzog’s dreamy 1979 NOSFERATU, which nobody remembers anymore but looks like a watercolor on film.