Loving VincentDVD - 2018
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An animated film, created by classically trained artists, composed of oil paintings would be reason enough to watch this film. Another reason is the story about a misunderstood artist who brought a unique form of art to our consciousness. Full of beauty and heartbreak.
What the creators have done here is remarkable, hand-painting every frame of the film in the distinct style of Van Gogh. Its beauty never distracts from the story as we follow those living in the shadow of Van Gogh's suicide. Suggested by Lindsey A.
Loving Vincent (2017) is a detective story about the mysterious circumstances surrounding the death of artist Vincent Van Gogh. It reminds me of Citizen Kane or Immortal Beloved, where an investigator tries to piece together a satisfying tapestry from seemingly incongruous vignettes. What makes L... Read More »
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Took me a while to figure out the word "Reckon" used several times in the film:
I will tell you this. Vincent, he looked like he was all right. Then he comes here with a girl who I reckon was out of his league,
I reckon they argued over money because it was the brother that bought all Vincent's painting things.
Father used to own one once, but he didn't reckon he'd need it here in Auvers, so he sold it.
Sufferers can change from feeling life is a wondrous joy to being stuck in a pit of despair within six hours. So think what changes are possible within six weeks.
-But, I don't reckon that's it. Ravoux girl said he was happy here. She's obviously qualified to make such a diagnosis. ...
I reckon he was shot.
-Have you been talking to Mazery? You heard his tale of how the angle of the bullet was all wrong, that nobody shoots themselves in the stomach?
It's not my letter. It's Vincent's. It's to Theo Van Gogh.
-That's Vincent's brother, isn't it?
Yeah, Vincent left it behind. His old landlord Geno was having a clear out and found it. So he gave it to my father and father told me I have to deliver it. Like it's my business. My job is to bash metal into shape not Deliver letters.
That nutcase has cut off his ear.
-Your dad sewing it back on is he?
No, he's helping.
-Well that figures one drunk and crazy helping another.
Armand Roulin. Son of the great Joseph Roulin, giant of the South with Dostoevsky's soul.
That's what Vincent called your father. He told me all about him.
Yes, and your mother, whose lullaby could sooth even the souls of Icelandic fisherman. Come now, Armand of the Roulin clan, take a seat, be welcome.
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