Aurora

I was amazed to find this one on Netflix, got thru three hours OK. Puiu himself as the bitter divorcee Viorel does a fine turn, consistently sour-faced, obnoxious, and aggressive with everyone he has to deal with.

I wouldn't over-react to the washed-out winter grime of Romania, "minus 11 in the capital". It's more of a backdrop than a critique. Puiu is interested in the moods of the scenes and angles, as our disturbed non-hero angles across rail lines, city streets, suburban alleys, and apartment corridors.

The end stage, where Viorel explains too much to the viewer, but also barely explains anything, is fun. And not inconsistent with how we humans are.

Beautiful movie. You need more than cohones to watch this movie. Not for stupid block buster consumers...

This reminded me of Albert Camus's "The Stranger" movie is filled with long shots....absence of words for most parts.....

The Police: "Why did you kill them ?" Protagonist: "I realize what I am saying has no equivalent. But, since I suppose you'll have statements and reports to fill in, I'll try to be as precise as possible...... .....I didn't get divorced because I wanted to. And getting divorced isn't just breaking up with one person. I couldn't leave things like that... .... I don't know what you think but I believe that the Justice system cannot comprehend the level of complexity of the relationship I had with my wife..."

A film too long, (Cristi Puiu does not compromise on conventions about time when there is something to say) gloomy, dark, DIFFICULT to watch, with polite dialogues, but with an aggressive background, the daily routine is rendered naturally (naturalness is at odds ). Maxims), The eyes and gestures of the criminal speak beyond words, being basically shy and cowardly. (on earth idiots have guns - John Lenon) I guess it's called "Aurora" for that the main character, surrendering when he could not be caught, foresees the light that will come in his life after the night in its astral splendor, (oscillating between suicide and penance) after the confession / confession, from the police station. Sorry for google translate.

It's plain crap, but it's long (3 hours!). The emperor has no clothes on, folks! Never mind the pretentious 'artsy' and dark filming, the awkward and long shots, the unexplained, unmotivated and undeveloped characters, and the other (very good) film by Mr. Puiu ('The Death Of Mr. Lazarescu'). This one is just a nightmarish vision of a dull life with apparently no events and no insight. At times it seems almost fantastic, and maybe that would have saved a bit this story if it explored the fantastic vein more. But no, it's just a mundane and boring hell, the fashionable (and limited) way of the intelligentsia to look at today's Romania (you know it even from the news: garbage, stray dogs, sloppy people). If Travis Bickle really had no life and if Mr. Scorsese had no brain, the result would be 'Aurora'. What a waste...