Sunset Song ★★★★★
It is possible that the remainder of 2016 may produce a more memorable film than Sunset Song, but I doubt it. None so far has moved and enthralled me as Terence Davies' latest has. How I wish he didn't keep us waiting so long between films. It was the semi-autobiographical Distant Voices, Still Lives (1988) that established him as a major figure, and in the new century there was the brilliant, painful adaptation of Edith Wharton's The House of Mirth (2001), the eloquent documentary of growing up in Liverpool, Of Time and the City (2008), and a moving version of Terence Rattigan's The Deep Blue Sea (2011). In my view, there is more sense of piercing emotional truth in his films than in those of almost any other working director.
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