Who did it? Who cares?

Rating: 3/10 (26 October 2014)

Movie directors are no different to any other kind of artist. They have a view and they use film to show it. Great directors are usually thought of as being great because their view is broad and sheds a lot of light into the areas of human contact that are often hidden. The stories they tell emerge from the feelings of characters. There is no story in Waiting For Godot. It is about nothing other than what happens when the characters interact. The White Ribbon has no story apart from a peep behind the doors of people living in a small German village in 1914. One has sex with his daughter. Another hangs himself. Another sticks a pair of scissors into her father's pet canary. A woman dies in a work accident. A boy is beaten until he is blind. Another boy has his hands tied to the side of his bed when he sleeps to prevent a defiling of the flesh. And on. And on. And on. And all of it, in case you miss something, underscored with a narrator, who was himself a teacher in the village all those years ago. I read that the Austrian director of this movie makes a lot of these sorts of films and as a result, he wins loads of prizes in art house festivals. Art house being another term for small audience. Don't waste your time with this black and white fake pretending to be an egg work out. When I see a film get ten stars I just know it will be a turkey. People didn't get Van Gogh and they still don't' They just by the T shirt. They always get the T shirt.