What fun, I figured out that this film was about a poet and watched as people stood still or barely moved for the next 90 minutes. The pictures were sure pretty. But I had not a clue what was going on, thank god for Wikipedia.
And to quote Wikipedia:"Sergei Parajanov's "Color of the Pomegranate", a biography of the Armenian ashug Sayat Nova (King of Song), reveals the poet's life more through his poetry than a conventional narration of important events in Sayat Nova's life. The movie shows the poet growing up, discovering the female forms, falling in love, entering a monastery and dying. But these incidents are depicted in the context of what are images from Sergei Parajanov's imagination and Sayat Nova's poems, poems that are seen and rarely heard. Sofiko Chiaureli plays 6 roles, both male and female, and Sergei Parajanov, works on virtually every aspect of this film, void of any dialog or camera movement.
His inspiration, he said, was "the Armenian illuminated miniatures. I wanted to create that inner dynamic that comes from inside the picture, the forms and the dramaturgy of colour." Got that, Wikipedia forgets to mention that there is a scene where someone stomps on a bunch of grapes, very symbolic.
I like a good art film as much as the next person, but pretty pictures do not a film make for me anymore.
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