bring_a_bag_lunch Review of Mother and Son

Mother and Son (1997)

An exercise in breathing.

[10/10 · 31 March 2004]

Rarely does viewing a film become an act of meditation, yet there is a moment in this film when the labored breathing of a dying mother merges with the wind rustling leaves of grass and the shaded breeze swirling through the trees. Elements here harmonize whilst apart but all converge blissfully unto a singularity. Like all films, Mat I Syn has its flaws, but looking back I can only recall it as the minimalist masterpiece that it truly is.

I recognize that a film unique as Mat I Syn may not be for everyone, but if received with an open mind and a spirit of calm, the rewards reaped can be plentiful.