La Tortue Rouge
Thoughts on a Movie.
The Red Turtle.
Michaël Dudok de Wit
Sometimes it is difficult but absolutely necessary to remove anything in a story that does not contribute to the experience or the plot. If a scene or dialogue, no matter how tough or beautiful, doesn't move the plot forward, it has to go.
What makes La Tortue Rouge worth the watch is how much we can take back after the film, about film making and otherwise. About art and life. It leaves so many questions unanswered. Who exactly sabotaged the castaway's escape attempts? How did the red turtle come to be? Where did the son leave to?
I wonder why we are always attempting to answer all the questions, to tie up all the loose threads, when what makes a story enticing are those mysteries, best left unexplained, open to imagination. Surely we can give our viewers the credit of a great imagination. Why force an ending, or tie up all the strings, when seven billion beautiful minds await to do it for you.
The Red Turtle.
Michaël Dudok de Wit
You don't need dialogue to tell a story. Words are sometimes unnecessary if the visuals speak loud enough. How relatable is it? How much is left to interpretation? Why do we need to force an ending? What exactly is it that we want to say?
Sometimes it is difficult but absolutely necessary to remove anything in a story that does not contribute to the experience or the plot. If a scene or dialogue, no matter how tough or beautiful, doesn't move the plot forward, it has to go.
What makes La Tortue Rouge worth the watch is how much we can take back after the film, about film making and otherwise. About art and life. It leaves so many questions unanswered. Who exactly sabotaged the castaway's escape attempts? How did the red turtle come to be? Where did the son leave to?
I wonder why we are always attempting to answer all the questions, to tie up all the loose threads, when what makes a story enticing are those mysteries, best left unexplained, open to imagination. Surely we can give our viewers the credit of a great imagination. Why force an ending, or tie up all the strings, when seven billion beautiful minds await to do it for you.
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