Film: Tickets

When three directors of the quality of Olmi, Loach and the "Great" Kiarostami come together to do a project, you know it will be special.

Indeed this film is about a train ride, it's about refugees, it's about love found in a non-ordinary way, it's about morality and a bit about football. Together these don't seem like themes that can go together, but they do.

The screenplay is untouchable. It all flows, it all works. The dialogues are deep, the monologue or hypothetical letter by the old Professor to his new (or maybe very old) love is a gem - a short story that will make cinema history and be remembered for years to come - and then we have the ripples of the social consciousness of Loach, the clear understanding of love and hate of Olmi and the inimitable visual speech of Kiarostami's direction... the documentary-like nature of it all and we all wonder: is this it? Is this what cinema is all about?

I think so. A "real life" primer of what good cinema is all about.