I must say that I'm not used to watching this type of film. I found it initially very difficult to get into this film because all the characters trapped in this house and you have no idea if you will ever end up caring about their story and their relationships with one another, but after about halfway into it, it becomes clear that there really no story, just the reminiscing of a daughter trying desperately to connect with her father, perhaps for one last time. The ending I found to be absolutely beautiful, where not only does she find out about the death of her father, but that, because there is a train strike, she can't go and see him, and she's left wandering the streets singing that sad, sad song she and her father used to sing together. These foolish things... remind me of you..
I've also had a chance to see Tavernier's "A Sunday in the Country" and I found both these films very similar. The tone and impression created by Tavernier are what makes these movies so wonderful. There is this feeling of noble sadness when watching these films that, somehow, manages to give you such a lift because it doesn't exploit the character's emotions to serve the film or audience. The camera is merely an observer, letting many things left unsaid...unexplained.
I've also had a chance to see Tavernier's "A Sunday in the Country" and I found both these films very similar. The tone and impression created by Tavernier are what makes these movies so wonderful. There is this feeling of noble sadness when watching these films that, somehow, manages to give you such a lift because it doesn't exploit the character's emotions to serve the film or audience. The camera is merely an observer, letting many things left unsaid...unexplained.