Sorry but the prelude of 'Das Rheingold', this is Werner Herzog's Nosferatu forever to me. But Malick has the right, he is just as sublime here. The subject is fascinating in itself. The story is historically realistic and intimately poetic at the same time, which is a remarkable achievement. It's great to see the interactions between the natives and the settlers rendered in a natural, intimate and non-caricatural way.
When I first saw the film in theatre, I was a bit annoyed with its precious pantheism: "Come, spirit. Help us sing the story of our land. You are our mother; we, your field of corn. We rise from out of the soul of you," says Pocahontas in the first scene. After two hours, Malick had convinced me. A striking experience.
When I first saw the film in theatre, I was a bit annoyed with its precious pantheism: "Come, spirit. Help us sing the story of our land. You are our mother; we, your field of corn. We rise from out of the soul of you," says Pocahontas in the first scene. After two hours, Malick had convinced me. A striking experience.