Wings of Desire
An amusing observation: The same actor who played Damiel, an angel, would later play Hitler in Downfall. . . funny how things come around.
With past noms by Cosmic I have found a more richer experience after learning a little about the movie before delving in and Wings is a wonderful example of such. Much like the contemplative pulse of
There Are Murderers Among Us I was very much ready and therefore, able to simply take flight instead of that initial confusion of why is my feet no longer on the ground!?
Much like the angels, I was able to observe, from the very first moments and assess without judgement as I saw Damiel, above, looking down. The children who could see him. Then all the thoughts. And, on occasion, the gentle hand that eased. Without actually interfering. Rather liked that aspect.
I also enjoyed how there were so many of them instead of simply the one or two. And the fact that they sort of perched nearby. Also, since they listened to thoughts, that you would find them mostly at a library than anywhere else.
It was those nuances that really kept my attention while the movie quietly ambled away.
A favorite of mine was how Peter Falk was an ex-angel and when he first "feels" Damiel nearby he tells him about sensations. About rubbing hands together when its cold and such. Then when they meet and he lets him in on the fact. Really enjoyed that.
Along with the moments of color. Expressing the FULL effect of being human instead of the minimal sensation of listening in. It really brought it home, going from one to the other.
I understand how such a movie can be slow for many; at times it did a little for me, but still, overall, there was a contemplative and serene feel to this fantastical forage.
My #3 movie continues a bee-utiful beginning to a very intriguing HoF. Thank you, @
CosmicRunaway.