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The search for perfection never ends
Paris, 1964. The Swiss sculptor and painter Alberto Giacometti, one of the most accomplished and respected artists of his generation, asks his friend, the American writer James Lord, to sit for a portrait, assuring him that it will take no longer than two or three hours, an afternoon at the most.
Avis de la communauté (3)
I'm not well acquainted with Giacometti's life or work, but this film is an interesting look into a mad man's process.
This film is like posing for a portrait: long, repetitive and tiresome. I felt I was supposed to like this _Final Portrait_ as it had art, Paris and jazz, but the film didn't try to give me enough of any of those to care.
On the surface, this feels like a slight piece of filmmaking. Yet, like any great art, it is also finely nuanced, with much to enjoy beyond face value.