The Yellow Tie

The Yellow Tie is the kind of film that doesn't just touch your heart - it sticks to it. Honestly, for me, it's the film of the year, no debate. You simply can't stay indifferent when you see how much finesse, respect, and passion are poured into the story of Sergiu Celibidache.

And the actors? Man, the actors are absolutely phenomenal. They play with such natural depth that you forget you're watching a movie - it feels like you're right there, living every breath, every gesture, every glance. It's rare to see a cast so perfectly tuned and so deeply connected to their characters.

The direction and cinematography give off that classic-art vibe without ever feeling pretentious. Everything breathes respect for Celibidache's legacy while still having the courage to create something artistically bold. It completely pulled me in.

If you haven't seen it yet, go! It's absolutely worth it. It's one of those films that leaves something warm inside you - and honestly, too few do that these days.

A movie worth of international success that I truly hope will become a reality.

The attention to detail is excellent: from entire scenes and backgrounds, to words, expressions and sound.

I'm grateful that this biopic came out, and it didn't leave me unsatisfied.

Bravo to the entire crew who put in the work for this movie!

The Yellow Tie is a captivating film that shines through its powerful storytelling and compelling performances. Olivia Popica delivers a standout role with elegance and depth. The entire cast brings authenticity and emotion, making this film a true cinematic gem. The direction is sharp and visually stunning, enhancing every scene. The Yellow Tie is a must-watch that leaves a lasting impression.

This movie made me yearn to attend another orchestral performance. The main character's development was portrayed excellently, and the multi-generational family dynamic touched a chord that resonated with many of us in the audience.

More than one person around had years to shed, or to hide.

Excellent depiction of the tortured artist, which unironically made me appreciate my drug history, and having found the elusive perfection necessary to manifest gratitude in life.

The rollercoaster of history reached a beautiful crescendo at the end.

I must confess to a tiny degree of boredom in the first half of this. The documentary maker was there in all his glory and it was tiring in places. Nevertheless, it all makes sense and works out wonderfully in the second half, with a lot of aha! Moments, some laughs and a a lot of heartfelt scenes. I cried and it amazed me how people stayed until the final credits and applauded each archive footage of Celibidache shown. What to take from home: loads of tissues. What to take back: smiles and raw emotion. I for one will definitely go and watch it again.