Pal-Wol-Eui Il-Yo-Il-Deul (Sundays in August)
Ouch. This film was written up in the EIFF guide as being about a man who discovers a dedication to his wife in a book she was clutching during a car accident. Suspecting an affair he goes off in search of the man.
Well, that was perhaps ten minutes of the story, the rest was, well, not.
A few people left the audience while the film was playing, and no wonder. The opening scene says it all, an incredibly slow rotation of a camera fixed on a quiet country road. It rotates to a short, repeating tune for a few stretching minutes, then the music stops. However the road keeps spinning.
Thankfully there's something to wake you up at that point, but then everything returns to that slow pace soon after, and stays there.
There's no real character development, unless death is counted as such. Just long protracted scenes that go nowhere, often in complete silences.
The dialogue, when there is, makes you feel like you've missed something in the film and it is so often replaced with ignorant silences.
A terrible film, void of a single enjoyable moment.
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