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The Krzysztof Kieslowski Collection (A Short Film About Love/Blind Chance/Camera Buff/No End/The Scar/A Short Film About Killing)

Miroslaw Baka , Krzysztof Globisz , Cherd Songsri , Krzysztof Kieslowski    NR (Not Rated)   DVD

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37 of 38 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Kieslowski collection . . . Dec 30 2005
By dogny - Published on Amazon.com
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A dirty Warsaw frames A Short Film About Killing, symbolizing a society in decay. Murder . . . both state sanctioned and random are shown in counterpoint. The film is a powerful indictment about the death penalty, and the barrister reflects the outrage of the heart. The second theme is random chance . . . if only the killer's sister hadn't been killed, if only he had a good friend to talk to, if only someone had intervened. The film is so hard to watch because it reflects the mirror back at our souls.

Voyeurism, love and loneliness mingle in A Short Film About Love. Love, the special world, cannot be approached directly, but only tangentially . . . in the film's case, through the lens. Where Tomek begins as an impassioned voyeur, his love interest takes over as the film progresses. Do we only need a fleeting glimpse to arrive at love? How do we escape from being alone in the world? Such universal question are asked(and answered) in this expanded film version of The Dialogue classic.

Blind Chance is fantastic. Absolutely great. The themes of free choice and predetermination are explored not as opposites but as two qualities somehow blended together. When we think, "ah, I can choose," are we correct, or does each cosmic choice imply similar outcomes, similar problems? If we have three choices, are they really so different? Is the bad choice so bad? On the extra selections, check out the fascinating interview with his film censor, whom he respected so much she became a sort of creative sounding board for his works in progress, while at the same time examining his work in her `official capacity.'

No End is obviously a precursor to Blue . . . where the dead(sometimes literally, sometimes metaphorically)live on, influencing events. There is no Black and White in Kieslowski's films, only gradations. Like Blind Chance, each position/argument on how to handle the case of the prisoner has their pro and con side. Truth or the true side of the prisoner is expressed by the deceased lawyer, revealed through his writings. Check out the short documentary The Office on the extras portion of the disc. It has comedy, wit, grace and tragedy(all in five minutes). It takes place in the black hole of an official state office where some hack drones on in a staccato tone to desperate pleas from several claimants. In this short(shot in film school), one can see the shape and scope of Kieslowski's future films.

On the extras of Camera Buff, Kieslowski's short documentary Talking Heads shows the humanity and hopes of ordinary people, and also of the filmmaker Kieslowski himself. Camera Buff works on several levels. First, it's laugh-out-loud funny(in parts). Second, it raises questions of putting somebody in the spotlight . . . and its implications. Like the dwarf worker or the communist functionary who loses his job. I see implications in news stories everyday . . . the power of turning the camera on ourself. This is Kieslowski's first "breakthrough film," and, perhaps it is here that Kieslowski first all incorporates all of the parts in the sum in combination making Kieslowski a singular genius. No other filmmaker or artist of any kind examines life in this manner, turning the camera inward.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Bravississimo! Aug. 30 2005
By Uncle Borges - Published on Amazon.com
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SO FAR THE DVD EVENT OF THE DECADE!

No need to heap more praise upon Kieslowski, one of the greatest masters behind the camera. Just wanted to uncork a flood of this for this nothing short of phenomenal DVD set harvested by the "Kino video" film thoroughbreds! Each of these DVD titles has features aplenty to consider the entire edition a cultural event of the first water ---Kieslowski' rare shorter footage films are added on each of the titles; each title includes interviews with closest associates, friends, critics etc. It seems like that even the critics got inspired -being awara that they are paying tribute to a master that stand on equal footing to a Tarkovski, Fellini or Kurosawa to name but the cream of the crop.

All DVD's from the set are rented relentlessly, around the clock, at least in the video store I frequent. It makesone joyous to see that there's so many film fans hungry for the REAL THING (as opposed to the abominable, unmentionable, ever worse and more offensive Hollywood drek ;-)
12 of 16 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Some of the best movies I have ever watched Dec 9 2005
By G. A. Kaufman - Published on Amazon.com
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Each movie of the collection is a masterpiece, a refreshing experience, leaving a deep, intense after-taste. Do not miss them !
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5.0 out of 5 stars What we will remember Aug. 5 2014
By Jo Ely - Published on Amazon.com
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Machines will have personalities, a father tells his students and his young son who's peeping out from behind the lecture hall projector with wide enquiring eyes.
Indeed technology is the missing character in this subtle short film by cult Polish filmmaker Kryzstof Kieslowski, in which machines are seemingly capable of taking on the most essential of human roles: a computerised formula measures what's safe for a father to tell his child, a communications system conveys an absent mother's words in plain text, a camera holds on to what's essential to remember about the dead, like "The way they moved and whether they were kind."

The boy's aunt uses technology as a starting point, but is always clear in her mind about what it may deliver and what it can't: she praises the boy's accomplishments in using tech as a tool but encourages him to interpret blunt words on a computer screen in a way he can handle, possibly at the expense of The Truth, but she fills in what's missing, she comforts. The boy, like many children his age, is interested in death but his father, a scientist, and his religious aunt give different answers to his naive and insightful questions. The boy's aunt has her own teaching methods, not reliant on lecture halls and projectors, measuring instruments, she simply pulls the child in close and holds him, asking, 'What do you feel?'
'Love.' The boy answers simply. That's what is left, she says. In her reasoning this includes God.
At this point there seems to be less a disjuncture between cool science, human intuition and religion in this child's life as there is a small ideological difference between a father and aunt who are, between them, more or less the yin and yang of good parenting.

Kieslowski is one of those film-makers who can invest a single gesture with several chapters of back story: A hand slicking cologne behind an ear discretely, a homeless man's soft, bleak gaze direct to camera. The filmmaker's signs and portents come thick and fast in this short film and you'll need to be feeling strong to face the father's sleepwalk toward suffering: an infant's innocent question, 'Is he home?' Ink spilling, siren sounds. A helicopter whirring at a distance, smoke unfurling from a fire's embers, the way that corridors shrink, doors close with a clipped sound. The doors keep on closing and we watch the father struggle to not see the evidence gathering for what he already knows.

'There is no god but God' is the first in a series of ten interlinked films, named collectively Dekalog, or Ten Commandments. But, in spite of the title, if you're looking for straightforward religious fare then this film may not be for you. Each Short in the series is capable of holding several different interpretations simultaneously, and this film is no exception: God is love, in the shape of the boy's warm and intuitive aunt, but also love's opposite in the man who makes nightly fires by the lake where the children will skate later, and who stares coldly and knowingly at the viewer, wiping away a fake tear in a sinister fashion. Equally, the film could hardly be said to be a polemic about the limits of Science when the father's failure as a scientist is so singular and striking (he notes the fire, but fails to recheck his safety calculations about the thinness of the ice his child will later skate on). There is also the very human failing of a parent (the father jumps on the ice to test it for his child, but fails to listen to his own unease, ignores his own intuition of approaching danger, perhaps because he sets little store by intuition). And in emotional extremis, he finds he can't live by his own words about death, "That is it. Nothing. Then it's over." But it was early in the day when he chose those words. And he doesn't exactly have a religious conversion at the day's end. There is just the struggle.

Throughout the film there is somehow always the presence of a crowd: watching, panicking, sinking to its knees in prayer. There's the comfort of ritual, for the aunt, and the drawing of collective strength from something Other, and this is something which the father always seems to stand apart from somehow, he is alone. We sense a rage gathering in the father, which is exquisitely relatable to the bereaved. It feels just right, somehow, that when the boy's father finally approaches the altar it is with the aim to just tear it down, but he also seems to find a kind of solace at the place which he has just broken with his own hands.

Kieslowski hasn't constructed a religious allegory here so much as told a very human tale, filled with all the complexity and nuance which the subject of bereavement and loss deserves. In many ways this short film is ahead of its time in its consideration of how technology and humans may interact. Machines, in this telling, seem possessed of almost magical, dare I say god-like, properties. But it will be the humans in the end, with their weakness, love and broken connections, their attachments and their need for meaning, who'll drive the machines, but also interpret them, and thereby define what the machine is, what we'll do with it, how we'll frame it. What we will remember.

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