The second dream scene, against that backdrop of that empty city: you meet old acquaintances, your mother, a moment later you are looking for them, but they are gone, untraceable, like dreams sometimes are. Horrifyingly real...
An elusive and fascinating film, nothing compares. Don't know how many times I've seen it. And then there's Stéphane Audran...
Trying to explain all this doesn't make much sense in my opinion: either you like it or you don't (and I can imagine that you don't). I also wonder sometimes if Buñuel meant it all as deeply as the titles suggest; and if it's not more of a game... no idea.
An elusive and fascinating film, nothing compares. Don't know how many times I've seen it. And then there's Stéphane Audran...
Trying to explain all this doesn't make much sense in my opinion: either you like it or you don't (and I can imagine that you don't). I also wonder sometimes if Buñuel meant it all as deeply as the titles suggest; and if it's not more of a game... no idea.