With the most common search engine on the net you can occasionally have small private duels.
For example, if you enter the film title "Weathering Heights", Google immediately assumes that you meant "Wuthering Heights", the novel by Emily Brontë is also ranked before the Hollywood ham by William Wyler.
But you would like to know something about "Weathering Heights", a half-hour film from Sweden by Hannah Wiker Wikström, which was awarded the Grand Prix of the City of Oberhausen at the Oberhausen Short Film Festival on Monday evening.
There is hardly anything to be found about it, but "Weathering Heights" leaves many questions.
Something like a synopsis would be helpful, but that's probably misleading, or approaching a work with expectations that disappointment is a good part of the magic of this enigmatic masterpiece.
For a quarter of an hour you could get the impression of being transported to a haunted house.
A building somewhere in the forest, inhabited or visited by people and animals, who often remain half caught in the blur.
The camera has its own head, or its own world, it is not based on the human figures, as is usual, but blurs the differences between figures and context.
Freedom of cinematic storytelling
At some point someone sits at a table and turns to an invisible authority with an appeal: "What have we done?" Apparently someone is trying to ward off a visitation that seems to come from the freedom of cinematic narration itself, a heavy pressure Vagueness.
But then “Weathering Heights” changes place and mood, a woman leaves a residential building, falls on the grass and is rescued by two paramedics.
The dialogue that unfolds is paradigmatic for the complications that arise in an already mysterious cinematic text through subtitling: "I see so many passing," says the woman, she seems to be talking about people who are dying, and willingly so , almost eager to cross a line,
which the film, with its emphasis on the equality of everything organic, seems to deny.
A paramedic doesn't even try to make sense of the patient's sentences, rather she wants to measure her blood sugar level.
"Weathering Heights" cannot be classified into any genre, despite numerous echoes. It is an experimental work, of which there will now be a very tentative description on the Internet, which should not mislead anyone to a concrete meaning.