Never before have I seen a movie, in which the link between human fate and nature, is so profoundly explored. From start to end, this compact and harrowing tragedy is enveloped in water, fog, wind and dirt. Every utterance and emotion of the characters are tied to a series of compelling naturalistic shots, conjured up by Trier's genius. The fluidity, precision, imagination and nerve of the images, makes the story resonate on a spiritual level. To me such beauty is beyond rational comprehension. I can just say that my heart raced throughout, and several scenes brought me to the brink of tears. Especially when the poisoned horse tears free and feverishly runs to its demise, in turn sealing Glauce's doom.
Medea will remain in my heart for the rest of my life. This truly is immortal art.
Medea will remain in my heart for the rest of my life. This truly is immortal art.