Lane 1974

Well made. Real. It's not often such a simple film grabs me with it's underlying complexity.

Very well made on a shoestring budget. Well directed AND acted. I was impressed. It's difficult to find quality without the glam these days so we tend to lose some of the realism, the place where depth of feeling resides. Thank you for a wonderful film!

There are two related things that make this an amazing movie: One is the director's ability to capture Sophia Mitri Schloss' great performance as a child who grows up in various communes in the 1970's. It is difficult trick to create a continual set of images that provide an immediate and profound connection to a single character's emotional state. Somehow, SJ Chiro manages do this in such a way that one always feels deeply connected to Lane's emotions.

The second is the film's amazing aesthetic sensibility. Every shot is a kind of beautiful tableau, often of the protagonist in a natural setting. This is not for its own sake: Even though the film contains a lot of sadness and instability, there is always the sense that each scene is connected to the richness of Lane's own sensory and emotional experiences, that her own intense sensory perceptions transcend the various forms of loss that she experiences.

You may leave with the sense that your own sense of empathy and emotional receptiveness has been heightened by this beautiful film.

I really enjoyed Lane's character as she navigates her mother's contrarian, irreverent forays into ever deeper abnormality. This was very relevant to me for personal reasons. A great reminder that children need stability and will rebel in order to get it. Lane's introspective journey was well portrayed. The visit with the grandparents was especially poignant. Being born into an anti-establishment family carries very different burdens for children and this film portrays them with great sensitivity and subtlety. There are very few films I'd watch twice but I'm considering making Lane 1974 an exception.

Maybe there's not a lot of room out there for something rather "classic" like this. It reminds me of some good French cinema; very unAmerican. Think ontological realism. I'm a person who happens to like films in which not much happens on the surface. No great plot here. But this is a very honest film about lost childhood. The young actress is superb and this filmmaker has taken their time to see through a humble, careful, quiet vision. It's how life is lived. I was mesmerized and even moved by this atypical look at a "coming of age" of a sort.