1987 angel movie
Rating: 18/20
Plot: Angels wandering around Berlin and listening to the thoughts of human beings long to experience humanity themselves.
An elderly storyteller in a library, one who had trouble putting on his glasses in a sequence that could almost be described as slapsticky, reminded me a little of Buster Keaton.
Maybe the best thing about this movie is how it makes every aspect of humanity beautiful. That includes all the stuff that is normally considered beautiful but also our worries, our pains, our disappointments, our missed appointments, our love of goofy entertainment, our heartbreak, our tragedies, our dramatic nostrils, and our loneliness. I'm not the biggest fan of humanity, but Wim Wenders wins me over, making it nearly impossible--at least for a couple hours--to not love people.
This could be seen as a challenge for any humans or angels watching it to learn how to be amazed. I love the line about how a person has to find about about life by himself or herself and how "that's the fun of it." The film challenges people to weigh the now against the forever.
There's a significance to this taking place in Berlin, of course, but I'm not the right person to write about any of that. I'm not the right person to write about any of this.
As startling as a lot of the imagery is, it's maybe the performances that carry this. Bruno Ganz will break your heart. And if Peter Falk's performance in this isn't perfect, then I'm not sure a perfect performance can exist.
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