A movie in the Visconti's manner. Twilight of a world, slices of Balkan life style, nostalgics desires and precious "dolce far niente". Crust of a old time and his persistent scent. Shadows of past and fall in a Bovary space. Hypocrisy, lies and harlots, drama and lost illusion, search and dissatisfaction. For a person outside of Balkans, a great unknown, a interdict space, exotic land. But is it only a passage between West and Orient? Maybe not. "Craii de Curtea Veche" is the best novel of Mateiu Caragiale's work. For many literary critics is the Masterpiece of Romanian literature. Mircea Veroiu ,himself, is an explorer of soul's abyss, a talented director of metaphors , a dreamer and victim of Commust era. So, this film is, must be, a frame of mind. To describe him is wrong because no word has the taste of secret dream of this small old world, honey and mud, delicacy and lewd torpor, Don Quixote and the deep turpitude. In fact, a story about the friendship and time who fall. About the memories and death, about hope and cruelty. Image of a very old picture, it is nostalgic and good "memento mori".
Review of Craii de Curtea Veche
