I have earlier seen Paris Texas, Until The End Of The World, The End Of Violence, Buena Vista Social Club and Wings Of Desire, films that well may be particular high lights in the filmography of Wim Wenders, and films that I remember with wondering but aknowledge. If The State Of Things is to set some standards for the rest of his film creations, I think I'll stop trying to understand him.
The reason for borrowing this film on DVD from the local library was the director's name and that it has been honored with The Golden Lion at Venice Film Festival. Even though I expected it to be a strange story, special, a study in pictures and with little dialogue, and by all means avant garde, I didn't think the quality of main elements would be this poor. The music mirrors the time era but is totally over exposed and annoying, all the way from the start. Then there's the acting and the banal way the actor's deliver their lines. Artificial. What's the intention? With a scenography and costumes that looks like an early 80's parody over something in between Plan 9 From Outer Space and Flash Gordon, it's more than enough to make it difficult whether if one should laugh or cry, or simply get disillusioned.
The conclusion is that Wenders was declared a genius at the time and that he also had some more or less fanatic fans in the jury at the Venice Film Festival. Yes, he was odd and different, but that alone does not make this film brilliant. It says more about the state of minds of the director and the members of the jury mentioned. It's absolutely not interesting.
The reason for borrowing this film on DVD from the local library was the director's name and that it has been honored with The Golden Lion at Venice Film Festival. Even though I expected it to be a strange story, special, a study in pictures and with little dialogue, and by all means avant garde, I didn't think the quality of main elements would be this poor. The music mirrors the time era but is totally over exposed and annoying, all the way from the start. Then there's the acting and the banal way the actor's deliver their lines. Artificial. What's the intention? With a scenography and costumes that looks like an early 80's parody over something in between Plan 9 From Outer Space and Flash Gordon, it's more than enough to make it difficult whether if one should laugh or cry, or simply get disillusioned.
The conclusion is that Wenders was declared a genius at the time and that he also had some more or less fanatic fans in the jury at the Venice Film Festival. Yes, he was odd and different, but that alone does not make this film brilliant. It says more about the state of minds of the director and the members of the jury mentioned. It's absolutely not interesting.