Distant Voices, Still Lives

Distant Voices, Still Lives ★★★★½

Holy fuck Terence Davies slaps. I'd say his movies feel like the best most immersive stageplays, but that would diminish how well he uses the camera. This particular Liverpool-set tale is riveting down to its structure, slice of life writ operatic.

Nobody gets how weird group singing is like Davies, who also grants it a clear appeal and communal catharsis. It takes a second to get used to movies where each lyric is less accompaniment than thematically vital part-and-parcel of the thesis. But I guess that's what rewatches are for anyway.

#4 of 1989.

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