Sansa (2004)

The Age of Commercialism

Good movie, but best of all time? Hardly . . .

The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

It’s sentimental, ridiculously long and only occasionally funny

Well as a photographer i'm very impress...this traveling inside and outside a body. Multiply experiences, alchemist, lover... Is a human talking and seeing humanity in this more simple way. Guide by the music, the love, the necessity of living...running from the system, using the system...fallow your instinct in a chaos organize....don't be distract by the fallowing camera, is not where u have to point, just listen and go with Sansa in this humanity trip... like the director bring us "in all true's" where u think u have to go home, where u lose faith..."god" a "god" bring u a the point than u looking for so long....welcome home, welcome back...u thereA must see!!!!!

Me goodness!! That was by far the crappiest piece of junk I have ever tortured my senses with. Here's the plot: ----------Here's the story: ---------A careless "the-devil-may-care" french street bum keeps running around aimlessly through mostly train stations or airports, constantly being asked for his passport... then running again... and so on...There's the occasional blurred flurry of faces bothering the viewer's every nerve fiber... and again, the running...Just multiply the above for an hour or so and voilà! French crap (suzette) at its best!PS: If a certain sheep-look-a-like (goes by the name of Catinca) tries to convince you to watch this flick, just slowly walk away...

I had the opportunity to see "Sansa" at a film festival in Thessalonica Greece. Before I went into the theater, I didn't really know what to expect, I had just read a brief preview in the festival's guide and decided to give it a chance. When the film ended it took quite a while until I got over my astonishment from this extraordinary experience.The movie starts out in France following a man called Sansa, who doesn't come from anywhere (although he speaks French most of the time) and doesn't know were he is heading. He is always on the move, observing and talking to people in the streets, especially to women who he really worships. He is an artist; he makes portraits of people earning some money and his plan is to travel. This will lead him to an incredible journey around the world with no passport or luggage, through places like France, Spain, Portugal, Hungary, Russia, Japan, Egypt, India, Africa, where he walks around, meeting people, welcomed by some, chased away by others. On his journey Sansa meats a conductor/violinist, passionate about music and women, who goes by the name of Monsieur Click and who mysteriously shows up in most places that Sansa appears.There is no real script or story to this movie. This is an improvisational project about the director's vision of this world and its people, trough his eyes. The camera continuously follows Sansa, closely capturing his actions and expressions as he observes people around him. These are real everyday people; the director focuses on their faces, their eyes that stare at us, plunging us into the mystical visual atmosphere of the film. Beautiful, in different ways, faces of women and the various conversations between them and the main characters is the centerpiece of the film, and women are the source for inspiration for Sansa and Monsieur Click. Art and especially music play an important role in "Sansa" and used in a very appreciative way by the director.The cinematography is very artistic and the picture is visually stunning, with digital hand camera work, close-up shots and the use inventive light, color filtering techniques and enhancements.This is a real masterpiece, a rear film about life, art, people and the world around us. Simply unmissable.

Imagine yourself as a world traveler, who wants to see the world, who is looking for a love of the woman. Imagine you have no money, but great personality, artistic skills and curiosity. Imagine there is a soundtrack and a digital camera which sees everything you see, maybe even the way you see it. Part-dynamic digital photography, part-Discovery Channel, part-VH1, part-Arts and Entertainment, it is hard to nail an appropriate label for this gem of visual artistry. Clearly following the path of Dziga Vertov and Jean Vigo, Sig Zag aka Siegfried created a very personal, yet universal travelogue of our world (or at least three continents). We cross Spain, Portugal, France, Hungary, Russia, Japan, Egypt etc. We see faces of the children, men and women, old and young, beautiful and strange traffic patterns, we travel on trains, planes and automobiles, we become hostages to the Chechen guerrillas, beaten up by the airport security - you have to see it to appreciate the chance to get fully immersed in Sig Zag's vision of the world. Roschdy Zem (or, Le Rosch) is absolutely phenomenal in this excrutiatingly personal film - it is hard to lie with a camera literally in his face, relentlessly up close. Highly recommended - not for home viewing, as everything may distract from this extremely nuanced and finely tuned film.