It was a well-written movie with an aesthetically pleasing cinematography. Different stories came together nicely at the end.
But, where was Rumi and Sham's story?
Instead of being the bane of the movie, they were treated as a subplot with less than twenty minutes of screen time together. Intoxicated by Love is their story, about how the love between them was so deep and pure that the tale of it still remains an essential part of Persian and Turkish literature history.
We were offered almost nothing about the forty days they spent away from the rest of the world together, about how their friendship changed both their lives, about Rumi's great love and admiration for Shams.
I truly think they attended so much to the plot they forgot the ingredient that made these two unique: their unconditional attachment to eachother and how it was made.
6.5/10.
But, where was Rumi and Sham's story?
Instead of being the bane of the movie, they were treated as a subplot with less than twenty minutes of screen time together. Intoxicated by Love is their story, about how the love between them was so deep and pure that the tale of it still remains an essential part of Persian and Turkish literature history.
We were offered almost nothing about the forty days they spent away from the rest of the world together, about how their friendship changed both their lives, about Rumi's great love and admiration for Shams.
I truly think they attended so much to the plot they forgot the ingredient that made these two unique: their unconditional attachment to eachother and how it was made.
6.5/10.