Prospero's Books
It's Greenaway being his pretentious lovable self as always.
I remember him quoting Cecil B. DeMille about something like how if you hear the music in a film then the former failed miserably; Simply astonishing how he can match every single note of Nyman's hipnotic minimalistic score with some of the most epic
fauvistic food-for-thought visuals
so marvelously tha-*head explodes*
Yeah, I liked this one, a lot.
Spotting poor Marsyas hidden in the chiaroscuro in that memorable opening scene (100 freaking mythological and historical characters!) made me walk on air
-- only thing missing was Tiziano.
Vicent (1987)
Speaking of fauvism (abrupt segue): 90min. of actor John Hurt reading Van Gogh's letters to Theo (and Gauguin) while showing beautiful fitting imagery (e.g. landscapes, his paintings, etc.). Sublime.