I’m perplexed by the low scores on IMDb and Letterboxd, both in terms of quantity and ranking. For me, Flames of Passion, Richard Kwietniowski’s sans dialogue, black-and-white short film, looks and feels like a masterful and droll evocation of a specific time and place — cinematically, historically, and geographically. It’s certainly more acutely felt and purposefully realized than The Artist, which no one talks about anymore despite its Oscar wins, if not as strange and personal as anything by Guy Maddin. It deserves to be seen by more people, which is why I’m showing it here. There isn’t even an English Wikipedia entry for the film!
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