This film is about death.
Easy as it may seems, it is actually extremely beautiful.
The film is very, very slow. Specially in the beginning (I wanted to die. Just saying.) But it is slow because we are following a dead point of view. Short shots, action, passion, all these things belong to life and the missing of those made some people rightfully angry.
For many people, films are supposed to give you what you might be missing. Love, fantasy, a different world, action. And, indeed, this film was shot just two days after a Disney film.
But as boring as it is, this film leave you far more.
As a ghost, he is passive. HIs life is finished. It makes no sense to let her know he's here, or to start "Ghost". He does not add a page to his story, he does not act. He can just observe.
But what I found excruciating about him was the fact that he wasn't just dead, but a ghost. There was just enough life in him to keep him existing, to feel.
He observe. Sloooow scenes. Sloooow movements. All the shots were composed as photographs, something that is still and unmovable.
This film is about Eros and Thanatos, about someone who was covered in the will to live (they were going to move, to start a new life) but suddenly died, living him gasping to that last fragment of love.
When he finally added the last page to his love story, he disappeared.
I wouldn't watch it again (those first 30 minutes make you rethink your life choices, no joke) but I am deeply thankful I watched it.