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The artistic impulse behind this film may have been to marry Ernest Hemingway and Werner Herzog – an ungodly union if there ever was one. A wheezing old gasbag (Francisco Rabal) crouches over the ruins of an earthquake in the middle of a barren Greek landscape, desperately trying to make contact with the person he knows is still alive under the rubble. The old man raises his weary head to announce: "He said one word: I." Kiarostami's Life and Nothing More ... (1992) it ain't. It is a purely dreadful, hopelessly literary film, marked by director Giraudeau's fatal decision to let Rabal emote histrionically in painfully long-held shots. © Adrian Martin January 1993 |
