Topos
During its 85-minute, this jarring experimental film takes a no-holds-barred look at the way women have been treated and depicted in Western art. From the Medieval period through the Renaissance, Anto…
Topos
During its 85-minute, this jarring experimental film takes a no-holds-barred look at the way women have been treated and depicted in Western art. From the Medieval period through the Renaissance, Antoinetta Angelidi's experimental work of allegories and aesthetic compositions contemplates the treatment and representation of women in Western art, moving through several historical stages and intertwining them with abstract sequences of perceptions, memoirs and varied perspectives, all of this executed with a very theatrical presentation. —Edgar Cochran Serene and silent, cloaked by the heavy veil of time and surrounded by shadows and morosely beautiful females, a woman gives birth and withers away. This transcendental event spans the chasm between this world and the next, allowing safe passage into oblivion. Now, a voice turns into a sorrowful lamentation, evoking fragmented but vivid memories of a life that is no more, unifying them into a single, dream-like sequence of chronos and space. The parable will soon come to an end, and yet another circle of life and death commences in the eternal garden of procreation. Is this the place of truth and enlightenment? —Nick Riganas
Topos
Drama,History
Film Details
During its 85-minute, this jarring experimental film takes a no-holds-barred look at the way women have been treated and depicted in Western art. From the Medieval period through the Renaissance, Antoinetta Angelidi's experimental work of allegories and aesthetic compositions contemplates the treatment and representation of women in Western art, moving through several historical stages and intertwining them with abstract sequences of perceptions, memoirs and varied perspectives, all of this executed with a very theatrical presentation. —Edgar Cochran Serene and silent, cloaked by the heavy veil of time and surrounded by shadows and morosely beautiful females, a woman gives birth and withers away.
This transcendental event spans the chasm between this world and the next, allowing safe passage into oblivion. Now, a voice turns into a sorrowful lamentation, evoking fragmented but vivid memories of a life that is no more, unifying them into a single, dream-like sequence of chronos and space. The parable will soon come to an end, and yet another circle of life and death commences in the eternal garden of procreation.
Is this the place of truth and enlightenment? —Nick Riganas.