Review of My Nights Are More Beautiful Than Your Days (1989) by Eric R — 25 Mar 2012

Given the Zulawski retrospective going on in Los Angeles, I have been revisiting many of Zulawksi's films, wanting to see if I hold the same opinions I once did. After re-watching 'My Nights are More Beautiful Than Your Days', I have decided that this could very well be my favorite of his films.

Zulawski's french film on love is an emoting, frantic, wholly fascinating on what the intricacies of love bring to any relationship. The first thing that stands out, which I never seemed to notice before, is just how little of his frantic cinematography actually exists in this film.

Instead, Zulawksi has created a frantic, emotionally resonant film without the need, but it's definitely still crazy; just more so from a script standpoint. Many viewers could find the films style abrasive but if one is willing to get past that, this film completely captures all the doubts, pain, suffering, and compassion which come with love.

Zulawski paints a picture where the lines between love and misery are blurred, as to show how they are not mutually exclusive. This being said, its not a pessimistic film by any means; it's just honest and as strange as it sounds, it's a very sweet film in sections.

While it's defenitely an abrupt style, I always find myself thinking "What If" after this film. As in, What if people wore their emotions and feelings on their sleeves like they do in this film.

.. World would probably be a better place.