I watched this movie last week and was pleasantly surprised that Peter Faulk was in it. I'm a huge fan of the cheesy, 1970s crime drama, "Columbo" where with he became famous. (Most of you know him as the grandfather in "The Princess Bride." Go watch his old show, it's on Netflix).
Something I really thought was interesting was the use of monochrome when the angels were looking at the world. I have some thoughts on what that might suggest. But looking only at their behavior, it's novel to suggest a more cynical view of angels. Often, in the context of religion, people believe the hosts of heaven are happy, winged angels that execute the will of God. There are many other forms of angels, ranging from air-heady, happy-go-lucky types to capricious servants of the devil shown in media. But the angels of this movie were what you might expect self-aware hosts of purgatory to look like. Not exactly evil, not exactly holy– just as much an average human being with carnal desire and a standard range of emotions; but that are forced a platonic interaction with the world which surrounds them. Without a body, they cannot "partake" if you will.
Along those lines, this black and white look given at times during the film are almost ironic, as the angels are again neither holy or evil, but normal. On that token, it might suggest a life absent those pleasures is bland; colorless.
The film actually gave me an idea for a Spotify ad, if you can believe it. More of a one-off, but could be fun.
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Wings of Desire Rut - Alex
Just like a lot of us I'm sure, I tried to enjoy this movie but I think a lot of my lack of emotional connection and feeling towards this film came from 1) a lack of connection and 2) being too tired to truly understand and connect with the film. I thought that the imagery of the different streets and city shots were absolutely beautiful. I think the main message that I got from watching the movie was to treat people as if they are going to through a hard time. I read a talk recently with my wife about the same concept, and so I think that was on the back of my mind as I watched the movie. I don't think that I would watch this film again, but the style is intriguing enough to me that I would watch other films that are a little like the Wings of Desire.
Wings of Desire Sam Loveland
Well that was... interesting.
This movie reminded me of a message someone shared at church a couple of weeks ago, to treat others as if they are going through a hard time because they most likely are. It was interesting to imagine going through a room and hearing everyone's voices. If we could hear people's thoughts, what would we learn from them? What trials might we uncover from behind people's smiles?
This movie reminded me of a message someone shared at church a couple of weeks ago, to treat others as if they are going through a hard time because they most likely are. It was interesting to imagine going through a room and hearing everyone's voices. If we could hear people's thoughts, what would we learn from them? What trials might we uncover from behind people's smiles?
Wings of Desire: a two-hour experience that should have been maybe not two hours? Kinda????
Okay, I want to start out by saying I TRIED. I love film, I love art, and I love being more cultured just as much as the next guy. THIS was one of the first films I have ever truly struggled with. I will say, the more I stuck around and understood what was going on, the more I started to enjoy to the film and relate to it. THE FIRST HOUR AND A HALF WERE BEAUTIFULLY SHOT BUT I DIDN'T RELATE AT ALL. It was so confusing! I was trying so hard to understand it, but I just simply couldn't. I wanted to understand it to say that I did but I did not. In the end, I think I got that the one guy fell in love and that's why he got to be a real-life person that can bleed and kiss girls. The Trapeze chick was hardcore, I really liked her hair. It helped me appreciate film in some... way... I think I'm good though in terms of seeing that ever again. It stressed me out just being in the theatre for two hours because I wanted things to happen and they wouldn't. It was as boring as life itself. Like watching another life where in real-time that was so terribly boring. I wish I would have been able to better understand the character development.
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