Akerman’s rarely-seen made-for-TV documentary about Pina Bausch is intimate, minimalist and soul-stirring as the famous choreographer goes on a European tour with her company of dancers.
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Akerman’s rarely-seen made-for-TV documentary about Pina Bausch is intimate, minimalist and soul-stirring as the famous choreographer goes on a European tour with her company of dancers.
Akerman’s last fiction feature is an adaptation of Joseph Conrad’s Malaysia-set first novel in an assured slow cinema style that is evocative of the tropical landscape (shot in Cambodia) where a white man is facing an existential crisis dealing with his estranged mixed-race daughter.
Akerman’s final film, shot in long takes that aren’t always compelling, features her late mother in the domesticity of her home as they enjoy the conversations and comfortable silences.
Two actresses share a minimalist stage as they perform the written correspondences from the late American poet-writer Sylvia Plath to her mother in this wholly intimate endeavour from Akerman.