Dir. Béla Tarr (2011).
Tarr’s latest and, according to him, his last feature devotes 146 minutes to a week’s worth of an elderly father and his grown daughter’s mind-numbing daily routine—a morning shot of pálinka, an evening potato—as an apocalyptic wind blows away the world outside their cabin. A death-haunted masterpiece of sensory underload, with a surging hypnotic score, it’s Tarr’s most fully achieved, challenging movie since his 1994 epic, Sátántangó.
Sun., Oct. 9, 2:30 p.m., 2011