A post-horrific movie. A half century plus of Israeli-Arab life as lived mainly in Nazareth. As depicted, the gradual erosion of Arab social life move the characters from inchoate normalcy to Beckettian realism. But since violence is muted virtually throughout the five to six decades shown, this viewer was left with a strange flatness of effect since Langdon and Tati-like staging dehumanized much of what I saw because of how the director composed the shots and how he directed the actors. Perhaps he was emotionally stunted by living through some of the history shown but his reaction.....his movie.....repelled me by his tiresome, repetitive remove from it all; he never showed the day-to-day-to-year-to-year horror of it all that made the absurdity understandable. There was no "middle" to the movie.
Review of The Time That Remains
