Life, and Nothing More… is breathtaking in its simplicity. What may be seen as an overt metaphor is instead realized on a deeply spiritual and philosophical level. Kiarostami gracefully allows the film’s landscape to breathe life through the film. He places a camera and allows the passage of time and the passage of movement to be recorded and conveyed through cinema.
This is Cinema as life.
One could speak on the metaphor of the road as a highway of life or the diversions as the obstacles therein, but what lends power to this otherwise cliche metaphor is how perfectly reflective and austere is Kiarostami’s presentation. He lays bare a modest narrative, a few characters, and in doing so he lays bare what we call life… as if to say that anything more would be a perversion of life’s essential elegance. This is a beautiful poem.
88/100 – Excellent.