Purely Joyful Movie!

Highly Overrated But Still Good

Best movie ever!

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Antonioni is not able to direct a 30 min film. Why? The Dangerous Thread of Things deals with a couple trapped in a plain, tasteless life that are no longer able to observe, to feel, to digest the little, happy, natural elements of their lives.What Antonioni wants to show here is that women are passionate, wild , instinctual. Their nudity is not erotic, it's a kind of natural nudity, the original nudity of people lacking shame.Dancing naked on the beach is a kind of Dyonisiac ritual Nietzsche was talking about, the primitive, joyful way of celebrating life. The ideas are nice, he tried to do something great , but he didn't manage because there was not enough time to construct the characters, to make them mean something so by the end of the film we are left with a feeling of dizziness.On the other hand, i didn't like Soderbergh's segment at all maybe because i didn't understand it or maybe I'm trying to get in deep where there is only the surface.Anyway, Kar-Wai's segment was the best of all three, absolutely wonderful. The story is rather sad(all Kar Wai's characters are melancholic) but the way he works with the camera and the music perfectly combined with the images proves what a great director he is. The scene in which the weaving of the dress is associated with lust, with the wish to penetrate both the mind and the woman's body, well that's Eros, that's how eroticism should be introduced in cinema. Kar Wai proves to be a great tale-or again.

Three short-story films of self-indulgent dribble, in my opinion. If you are impressed by impressionism or art-school films, you might love (or at least like) this. For me, it was a waste of time-- a few laughs here and there, some nice scenery in the last episode, some mild-porn sensuality for those so inclined (but fans of the latter would be disappointed in comparison to a good XXX-movie with a clever plot).For the average viewer such as myself, seeking simply 90 minutes or so of entertainment-- be it comedic, dramatic, thought-provoking or exciting-- this movie supplied none of the above. To make matters worse, the English-version has permanently superimposed subtitles right in the midst of the scenes, occasionally obliterating or detracting from whatever scenery or environs which might have been otherwise enjoyed.I give it a 3 on my Richter-scale-- nothing more than a slight tremor of interest.

I don't know about you love fans but this movie to me is very boring. I don't know if it was too lousy or just plan out not good. The first one caught my interest about a young tailer who helps a rich women with her dresses. The second deals with Robert Downey Jr. having to discuss his problems with a voyeuristic psychologist about a strange dream he keeps having about a woman. And the third deals with two Italian used to be lovers dealing with their own problems. There were no interesting things in this movie. I thought it was just plan out boring. There was no action what so ever in this piece. Unless you are a fan of sitting and listening to crap like this than go on ahead and have a ball but I give this movie a grade F.

For fans of Wong Kar-Wai, his segment "The Hands" is a must-see, as it ranks among his best, most fully-realized works. A truly stunning piece of work that not only summarizes everything great about his film-making, but which is also more focused and less indulgent than some of his more recent work. Unfortunately, the other two segments, from Steven Soderbergh and Michelangelo Antonioni respectively, don't fair nearly as well. Soderbergh's piece, titled "Equilibrium", is a tediously self-conscious exercise in cerebral cleverness, typical of his attempts at uncommercial "art" film-making (as opposed to his usual faceless Hollywood products). It is basically the cinematic equivalent of an obnoxious faux-intellectual laughing at his own "witty" joke. It only further proves what a truly cold, soulless filmmaker Soderbergh is that his segment of an anthology film supposedly based around the theme of sex is completely devoid of sensuality of any kind. Antonioni's closing segment (baring the appropriately pretentious title "The Dangerous Thread of Things") fairs slightly better, but not enough to prevent it from being a sad near self-parody from what was once one of cinema's leading lights. It is tempting to blame Antonioni's stroke (which rendered him wheelchair-bound and mute in 1985) for his piece's dirty old man sensibility (parts of it approach bad soft-core porn), but even that doesn't excuse the film's sheer almost laughable (if it weren't so tragic) pretentiousness. It could nearly pass as a parody of obtuse, incomprehensible European art films. That said, the film is still more than well worth watching for Wong Kar-Wai's film alone. Since it comes first in the chronology, you can easily watch it and then turn it off before the other two.