I thought only
Dream could make me feel like this, leave me such a strong impression and teach me once again how bitter sweetness tastes like.
I should just finish this entry saying: fantastic script. Fantastic actors. Chang Chen-s performance is worthy of any prize you can hand the man, considering he has no lines in the film. Not even one, he doesn-t even let out a proper scream throughout the whole movie.
Message ? Good luck figuring that one out, but in a way, it-s one of the common themes in Kim Ki Duk-s films: the passage of time, symbolized through the constant mention of the seasons, the never ending circle of life, as they call it. And in this passage of time, and almost, I daresay, rite of passage (towards life again and on the flipside, towards death) no one is innocent.

You
don-t want things in this movie to speak out to you and you
don-t want to say you sympathize and you
don-t want to say you are repulsed and in the same time you
don-t want to admit it to yourself that you are charmed, sucked in and thrilled to be part of it in some voyeuristic, strange way.
Kim Ki Duk has been praised one too many times, so I see no reason why I shouldn-t do it myself because from the array of asian films I had the pleasure of watching these days,
Breath is one of the very, very few that will find a place in my collection.
Reading some comments, despite how I should try to back off from them because at times it just makes me want to spit in the faces of most so called
reviewers, I did notice most of them tend towards the
wtf area, but then again, that would be expected.
I normally don-t get all worked up about most things I like because I live and let live, each with their own opinions, but this time I was almost tempted to leave a shout of my own. Stopped in time because I have enough sense of myself and I like to believe enough maturity to practice what I preach.
But I believe that only a limited amount of people would be moved by this film, and those would be the people who had felt a far wider array of emotions and had far more experiences than your average Jane-s or John-s out there.
I liked her character in the beginning but by the end I almost disliked her, I sympathized with him at the start, disliked him in the middle, then almost understood him in the end. There-s so much information in a film that has such a limited amount of lines like
Breath does, colors, a paragraph that hints towards something else and a gesture that makes you wonder.
There have been enough moments in the film that made me turn my eyes away, and not because of violence or anything of the kind, but because the acting was so intense I felt like I was prying into someone else-s intimate life, where I shouldn-t be prying.
Cruel ? Yes. Detached ? In a way. But I don-t think anyone will be left indifferent to it, love it or hate it, you will think about it more than once after you-ve seen it.
I am touched, in so many ways this would turn into a long entry if I would sit back and try to dissect everything it left me, mentally and emotionally so maybe I will edit this some other time or just leave it like this and make someone else out there curious enough.
B.