Three Thousand Years of Longing - Recensies

In many ways Three Thousand Years... is everything Fury Road isn’t. Namely: incessantly talky and almost completely devoid of action.

...a glossy cinematic knickknack steeped in the heady unreality of a fable, or a dream.

...is guileless, open-hearted, like an antiquarian bookseller’s dream of The Thief of Baghdad. It’s so defiantly out of step with fashion that there’s finally something faintly glorious about it.

George Miller’s film is a passionate exploration of how image-making is inextricable from storytelling.

Den stora spänningen ligger i om kloka och pålästa Alithea, hon som tror på logik och vetenskap, ska få ihop det med sin mystiske gäst, som kanske inte ens är verklig.

...George Miller has created a fairy tale for adults.

...a film rendered via the brightest colours, the strongest flavours, the wildest rolls of the narrative dice. There will be many people for whom it is love at first sight, and people in whom it provokes a wild allergic reaction.

Like any good fable, there will be illusion, romance, and a timeless quality that spirits audiences to faraway lands. But there will also be the mundane: from Turkish hotel rooms to London residences.

It’s a film that wears its heart on its sleeve; a love letter to storytelling, itself based on a short story by the Booker Prize-winning novelist A.S. Byatt.

...in its loopy, beguiling, occasionally befuddling way, Three Thousand Years of Longing feels like it’s trying—and sometimes failing—to sum something up about Miller’s own history of loving strange movie magic.