The Night Sun is the story of a proud, honest and sensitive man who struggles in the world some centuries ago. His writhings relate to the mismatch between the indifference of people to one another and his ideals of compassion and intimacy, between the world's requirement of submission and debasement and a pride which accepts no tyranny.
Sergio Giuramondo searches for meaning in isolation, but is only bored and obstreperous, the blithe landscape, perhaps as metaphysical as physical, re-echoes the monotone of indifference he has encountered elsewhere, rutting scarabs in the bright sunshine suggest soulless lust in a world without God. Neither is hope or meaning to be found in the exalted echelons of the nobility.
The movie seems ambivalent, has Giuramondo, a talented brilliant man been offered his fill of the cup of life, and dashed it to the floor, his own worst enemy, a man at war with himself, or does he find contentment and meaning, and a route to a life beyond this veil, a white chalk path out of the green hills of life's wilderness.
In either case, the Tavianis created here a movie that lingers, a baffling pageant interspersed with longueurs, as it their wont and stamp.
Sergio Giuramondo searches for meaning in isolation, but is only bored and obstreperous, the blithe landscape, perhaps as metaphysical as physical, re-echoes the monotone of indifference he has encountered elsewhere, rutting scarabs in the bright sunshine suggest soulless lust in a world without God. Neither is hope or meaning to be found in the exalted echelons of the nobility.
The movie seems ambivalent, has Giuramondo, a talented brilliant man been offered his fill of the cup of life, and dashed it to the floor, his own worst enemy, a man at war with himself, or does he find contentment and meaning, and a route to a life beyond this veil, a white chalk path out of the green hills of life's wilderness.
In either case, the Tavianis created here a movie that lingers, a baffling pageant interspersed with longueurs, as it their wont and stamp.