Watching "Distant Voices, Still Lives" is like watching Terence Davies' Home Video- 80-minutes long at that. I was half-expecting to watch 10 to 15 minutes of the DVD and move on to watching something else.
Instead, I sat (slouch is my usual posture) and watched the entire film. It was every bit as personal as I had expected yet the emotions exuded were rich and universal.
The voices may be distant but they were also closed to hearts. Lives of the bygone years may be still, as captured in photos, but they live within memories.
Instead, I sat (slouch is my usual posture) and watched the entire film. It was every bit as personal as I had expected yet the emotions exuded were rich and universal.
The voices may be distant but they were also closed to hearts. Lives of the bygone years may be still, as captured in photos, but they live within memories.
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