Review of More (1969) by Arin D — 14 Jun 2008
Why do we lose the vibe as time goes on? Not just people, but places.. An addictive, mind-bending time capsule of a film, leaving one with the vague feeling of having lived (living?) in the wrong decade.
A trifecta of drugs are consumed by two feckless flower children in Paris and Ibiza, pot, heroin, LSD; and then tragically, heroin again. Ibiza looks a magical hippie retreat: the drugs and sex are plentiful, the beaches deserted, and the rocks scoured clean for the naked bronzed bodies of the protagonists to be draped on them, like creatures of sand and sea, to be blown away by the end of the greatest decade.
. This debut film - one of the few I knew to have been censored in France (!) - was probably Barbet Schroeder's best.
This review of More (1969) was written by Arin D on 14 Jun 2008.
More has generally received positive reviews.
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