how will it stack up against Hunger
The Turin Horse (NYFF 11)
viskningar: A dismal, hypnotic, bleak, fantastic end to Béla Tarr’s filmography. The camera and score are something from another world. Béla introduced the film and warned us that it was very nice and sunny outside and that we were about to sit through a “black and white piece of shit,” but he had hoped it didn’t make us sad. The Turin Horse turned out to be almost overwhelmingly depressing by...