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Limite

Director: Mario Peixoto
Year: 1931
Run-time: 2 hrs
Source: Criterion Channel Streaming

Notable For:  Peixoto is a one-time Brazilian director who created what may be the greatest cult silent film.  Formally as experimental as Vertov's work, Peixoto used a poetic, non-narrative structure to explore the frailty ("limits") of human experience.  With four recurring characters, but almost no dialogue, interpretation of the film is left open-ended, but unlike in Dovzhenko's work, the symbolism is almost always universal and easy to parse, and the emotions of the characters are at the forefront. 

Verdict: It's not an easy film, and at two hours it tests the viewer's patience, but I can certainly see why it remains very beloved, and have respect for the dedicated historians who heroically managed to keep it intact throughout the decades.  The pressures of pushing forward in the list don't often allow me to revisit films, but this is one I could see returning to, now that I'm better prepared to appreciate its subtle pleasures.  (It's certainly not the film to watch after an exhausting day of teaching.)  It's a beautiful film and an incredible achievement.

Best Paired with:  The film immediately brings to mind Epstein's Coeur Fidele, both in its pacing and its many shots of the ocean.  However, spiritually, the nearest director to Peixoto is Terrence Malick, and Limite is the extremely rare film then and now that could be reasonably compared to Tree of Life.  Malick is a little more concerned with memory and childhood, but the impressionistic approach is nearly identical.  The most recurring element of Limite's score, Satie's Gymnopedie No. 3, gives one a very accurate sense of the film's mood and even its existential philosophy.

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