The Turin horse

The Turin horse

DVD - 2011 | Hungarian
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On January 3, 1889 in Turin, Italy, Friedrich Nietzsche steps out of the doorway of number six, Via Carlo Albert. Not far from him, a cab driver is having trouble with a stubborn horse. The horse refuses to move, whereupon the driver loses his patience and takes his whip to it. Nietzsche puts an end to the brutal scene, throwing his arms around the horse's neck, sobbing. Afterwards, he lies motionless and silent for two days on a divan, until he loses consciousness and his mind.
Publisher: [United States] : Cinema Guild Home Video, 2011
Description: 1 videodisc (143 min.) : sd., b&w ; 4 3/4 in. + 1 booklet
ISBN: 9780781514033
Branch Call Number: DVD Turi


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Mar 09, 2020

This is the strangest film I've ever watched. It's in black and white, virtually no speaking (sub-titled). Very atmospheric. It's a long film and the climax is so slow in arriving that it keeps you wondering where it's going for the duration of the film. I must admit I did find it challenging to stick at but I was in the mood to watch it and I had no interruptions. The haunting thoughts it provoked stayed with me for days afterwards. So many unanswered questions. A very powerful film. You'll either love it or hate it.

the film is gorgeous. and Ricsi, the horse, deserves an oscar.

May 05, 2019

Existential minimalism in minor key; Beautifully tedious.

The black & white palate of the cinematographer offers a sumptuous feast of lavish chiaroscuro, while the pacing of the editing and shot length assist these "paintings" in coming to life.

The sixteen-bar minimalist score is vital in speaking the mood and messages the images convey.

This was the first Bela Tarr film I've seen and I'd say, for me, he evokes similar feelings to artists like: Tarkovsky, Kieslowski, later Bergman, Teshigahara, Marthew Barney, etc.

Nov 15, 2017

In this existential parable Tarr envisions a world where God has fled taking moral order with him, humanity has failed to fill the resultant gap, and the Earth itself seems to be crawling towards some entropic death of its own. Filmed in minimalist B&W, a series of long, beautifully composed tracking shots and static tableaux (a crippled old man stares at the desolation outside his window while his daughter resigns herself to a shadowy corner) combine with a sparse funereal score sounding like a Phillip Glass dirge to produce a work that is at once aesthetically moving and quietly disturbing. Sure to strike a chord with Christian fundamentalists and secular revolutionaries alike (though for understandably different reasons) Tarr’s final film is a Nietzschean Affirmation gone terribly wrong, where goodness has been leached from the landscape and salvation has been replaced by an encroaching darkness.

Jun 02, 2017

"The Turin Horse" is a parable, which means it's both very simple and very weighty. It's not about event and emotion, but duration and endurance.

Apr 16, 2017

I would like this film much more if the repetitive lloonngg scenes were edited down to about 90 minutes instead of 146 minutes. I got the message of inescapable doom by human hands or nature and the beauty of the b&w cinematography loud and clear by watching majority of the film in fast forward mode. If you enjoyed this film, suggest another near silent b&w foreign film "The Naked Island (96 minutes, Japanese: 裸の島 Hadaka no shima)" from 1960.

Mar 23, 2017

Hungarian filmmaker Bela Tarr's latest, and likely last, film begins by recounting an anecdote from the life of Friedrich Nietzsche, German philosopher and philologist who taught that life is nothing more than will to power, and that the task for us is to face up to this without despair and resentment, without insisting that where there are no absolutes there can be nothing worth while, that without the security of certainties there can only be emptiness. I don't think Tarr wants to resolve that question, but certainly aims to provide a setting that provokes it. I don't know if there's an ultimate moral or message here, but there's certainly room for meditation on the differences between men and beasts, between life and the land it depends on, and on the kind of carrying on it takes to elevate a life towards something like dignity and meaning. It's a profoundly moving film, that's so beautifully shot, with the subtlety of its lighting and the intelligence with which the camera moves, that it's hard to look away. Still, with a film like this you have to be patient. With a style like that of Bela Tarr, the camera moves very deliberately, but slowly and cutting is kept to a minimum and that means that either you'll be bored waiting for the next cut and the next bit of info or you are forced to slow down, and register as important details you might otherwise overlook, such as the intensity of focus with which the father attends to his daughter as she helps him with his buttons, since he has minimal use in one arm. Or the sounds, or the lighting, or the subtle variations of mood that barely register on the largely impassive faces of the man, his daughter and their horse.

Jul 11, 2013

I've never seen anything like it before! The director of photography is a genius - I found myself wanting to have a print of some his images!!!!!!!

Mar 23, 2013

A man and his adult daughter live alone and almost completely wordlessly in a stone house on a cold, windswept plain. He has the use of only one arm, so each morning the daughter helps him dress. Then she fetches water. In the evening, they sit down to eat one boiled potato each. Then she helps him undress for bed. Two and a half hours later (six days in movie time), nothing has changed, except that the well is dry, the oil lamp no longer works, and they eat their potato raw. Oh yes, the horse is dying.
Beautiful black and white photography.
Very extistentialist.
Nicht fur jederman.

kevingeer Jan 02, 2013

black and white,bleak and is harrowingly hypnotic with images that sear into your memory in it's deceptively simple tale of physical and emotional erosion and survival.

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Apr 16, 2017

The woodworms, they're not doing it. I've heard them for 58 years. But I don't hear them now.
-They really have stopped. What's it all about, papa?
I don't know.
At times a tile can be heard crashing down from the roof and shattering noisily. The gale roars relentlessly around the house.
The storm continues to rage outside, the wind still sweeps relentlessly across the land from the same direction, but now there is nothing in its path to obstruct it. Only a great cloud of dust whipped up by the wind rushes recklessly forward, bone-dry dust and the ravaging nothing that the wind rolls before it as it rages unbridled over the barren land.

Apr 16, 2017

Passage from a Bible:
Since in holy places only those things are allowed, the practice of which serves the veneration of the Lord, and everything is forbidden that is not fitted for the holiness of the place, and since holy places have been violated by the great injustice of actions that have taken place within them that scandalize the congregation, for this very same reason no service unto the Lord can be held there until, through a ceremony of penitence, these aforementioned injustices have been put to rights. The bishop says to the congregation, "The Lord was with you! "Morning will become night, "night will be at an end..."

Apr 16, 2017

The ramble p1 of 5:
Why would it go to ruin? Because everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but I could say that they've ruined and degraded everything. Because this is not some kind of cataclysm, coming about with so-called innocent human aid. On the contrary... It's about man's own judgment, his own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a big hand in, or, dare I say, takes part in. And whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine. Because, you see, the world has been debased.

Apr 16, 2017

The ramble P2 of 5:
So it doesn't matter what I say, because everything has been debased that they've acquired, and, since they've acquired everything in a sneaky, underhanded fight, they've debased everything. Because whatever they touch, and they touch everything, they've debased. This is the way it was until the final victory. Until the triumphant end. Acquire, debase, debase, acquire. Or I can put it differently if you'd like, to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase. It's been going on like this for centuries. On, on and on. This and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on. Yet only in one way, like a rat attacks from ambush.

Apr 16, 2017

The ramble P3 of 5:
Because for this perfect victory, it was also essential that the other side, that is, everything that's excellent, great in some way and noble, should not engage in any kind of fight. There shouldn't be any kind of struggle, just the sudden disappearance of one side, meaning the disappearance of the excellent, the great, the noble. So that by now the winners who have won by attacking from ambush rule the earth, and there isn't a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them, because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs. Even things we think they can't reach, but they do reach, are also theirs. The heavens are already theirs, and theirs are all our dreams.

Apr 16, 2017

The ramble P4 of 5:
Theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence. Even immortality is theirs, you understand? Everything, everything is lost forever! And those many nobles, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way. They stopped at this point, and had to understand, and had to accept that there is neither God nor gods. And the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning. But, of course, they were quite incapable of understanding it. They believed it and accepted it but they didn't understand it. They just stood there, bewildered, but not resigned, until something, that flash on the mind, finally enlightened them. And all at once they realized that there is neither God nor gods.

Apr 16, 2017

The ramble P5 of 5:
All at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad. Then they saw and understood that, if this was so, then they themselves did not exist either! You see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out. Extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow. One was the constant loser, the other was the constant victor. Defeat, victory, defeat, victory. And one day, here in the neighborhood, I had to realize, and I did realize, that I was mistaken, I was truly mistaken when I thought that there had never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth. Because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.

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