A review of
La Danse by Tobi Tobias on her blog.
QUOTE
La Danse finds him applying his familiar tactics: He opens by placing the institution he's scrutinizing in context. We see a stunning series of freeze-frame shots of Paris, moving closer and closer to the opulent Palais Garnier, where the phantom of the opera held sway, at least fictionally, and which the Paris Opera Ballet has long made its home. (Now it has a second home at the Bastille, about which the less said, the better, and Wiseman says nothing.) Throughout the film, these shots of the city and the Palais Garnier's dark, claustrophobic underground corridors are repeated, but not as a respite from intense emotion, while giving emotion a wider and more natural vein, as Ozu used shots of wind-stirred trees and the like, but instead--well, why actually? La Danse has no easily discernable drama or intention. It just goes on "forever" (158 minutes, to be exact), then peters out.