The Turin Horse (2011)

Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

The movie's not perfect, but it sticks the landing of its message. It was engaging - thrilling at times - and I personally thought it was a great time.

One of the most extraordinary films you will see this year. Take that as you want.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Sure it's supposed to be boring and make you wanna kill yourself whilst watching it but i dont care. a movie doesnt become automatically good if it did what it wanted to do

A rural farmer somewhere in Hungary is forced to confront the mortality of his faithful horse.In competition at Berlin 2011 the Bela Tarr entry "A Torinoi Lo" (The Turin Horse) -- is arguably the most bleak, depressing and boring film ever made. It's all about two miserable people living in a miserable life in a miserable hut somewhere in the middle of nowhere and trying to get an even more miserable horse to pull a miserable wagon --all shot in miserable grimy black and grey closeups to add to the feeling of deathly claustrophobia and terminal despair. Tarr has made some interesting slow moving b/w films in the past but with this dead horse he seems to be interested only in testing the patience of even his most devoted admirers by giving them the worst of his bag of tricks in lethal doses. Stood it for maybe 25 minutes before I realized it was driving me bats and then quickly ankled my way out. Somebody says that with this film Bela has said all he has to say and will turn to other means of earning a living. Let's hope so. Bottom Line: The bleakest, depressingest and most boring film ever made. Thoroughly Abominable.

I believe in effort but I can't even find the strength to get angry after this thing. Boring crap that everybody will think it genius when it is really just repetitive garbage for over 2 hours. By the way this movie will bore you so much that it will feel like it is a century. I hate this movie for the simple reason that I have never felt so board during anything in my entire life!!1/10

Ornamented with elements of Bresson's Balthazaar, Tarkovsky's Nostalghia and The Sacrifice, Bergman's The Seventh Seal, and Beckett's Waiting for Godot, this almost unbearably beautiful film stands as Tarr's simplest and most enigmatic. Here, the wind is music and Tarr's familiar film score from Mihály Víg becomes a kind of sweet pain killer. Deadly serious, but not without great suspense, The Turin Horse opens a window to the decay of a world that knew better days. The mother is gone, the other horse has died (or maybe was stolen), the father's right arm that built this magnificent stone barn and house has expired, the bird cage is empty. And it is sad, this last film from Bela Tarr. It's like death: mine, yours, the world's, the cinema's. Without light, how can those images be projected? But, what are the daughter and father watching but a movie? Theirs is a kind of patience, but like the great Tibetan meditation master Chogyam Trungpa said, it is perhaps a patience without wisdom, without clarity in which, after time, people crack. Perhaps the characters are caught in a net of forbearance. Does the camera eye free us? Are we then able to transform forbearance into intelligent patience? Should we watch ourselves watching movies? And at the end, is the light of our minds enough? Thank you, Bela Tarr, for sharing your vision of life with us.