Sprawling, magnificent and unconscionably dense, Bi Gan’s Resurrection is next to impossible to box into traditional genre conventions to the point where it’ll still have your head spinning days after experiencing it.
At times the story and narrative device can feel like more of an excuse just for Bi Gan to flex his technical chops, which I was lapping up the entire runtime. Everything here is cinema at its peak, the cinematography, production design and the soundtrack are the clear…
How does evil see itself? Do evil people know they're evil or do they cower behind fantasies? How does evil cope with being evil?
"I like to remember things how I remembered them. Not necessarily the way they happened"
Firstly the most important thing to discuss in the cyclical narrative in this story, a lot of Lynch's art has a common theme of unavoidable tragedies that have already happened by the time the story begins, it isn't some oncoming event…
“I know writers who use subtext and they’re all cowards”
Exploring some really cool ideas and is technically really well put together, but is let down by a truly pathetic script that is incapable of letting the audience come to their own conclusions. At times effectively ends up being Netflix writing that feels as though it was expecting me to me on my phone the entire runtime of the film.
