There are films you watch, and there are films you inhabit. Stanley Kubrickβs Barry Lyndon unequivocally belongs to the latter category. Watching it for the first time is an almost otherworldly experience: you step into an art gallery where 18th-century paintings suddenly come to life. Every frame is a canvas, every movement a choreography, every… Continue reading Living Inside a Painting: The Cold, Tragic Beauty of Barry Lyndon
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