Journal d’un curé de campagne (1951)
»In this sorry world, the night undoes the work of the day.«
The ascetic, sincere austerity of Bresson beats Bergman at his own bleak game in this hopelessly pessimistic yet exhilaratingly uplifting tale of a weak, tormented young priest struggling meekly with inner and outer hardships. Reflective monologue, short sparse scenes, natural settings, immaculate composition, slow tempo and otherworldly acting creates a uniquely peculiar atmosphere of strange, mysterious hostility. Sins of inheritance, individuals opposing the conventions of society, lonely suffering, existential religious philosophy, compassion, envy, hate – trying to face up to such heavy stuff proves easier said than done for the characters.
»What does it matter? All is grace.«
Weird and wonderful, pretentious and pedestrian. One of the very best in my book so far.