‘Until The End Of The World’ is a 1991 film directed by Wim Wenders and starring Sam Neill, William Hurt and the late Solveig Dommartin, with supporting performances from Jeanne Moreau and Max von Sydow. Hell of a cast, huh?
Mostly a critical and commercial failure at the time of its release it has since acquired cult status and I, Diane Dooley, am a diehard member of the cult. It’s a hard film to categorize: part science fiction, part road movie, part romance, part family drama, part love triangle. And it’s long. The commercially available version is 160 minutes. The director’s cut, which I’ve never had the opportunity to see, is 280 minutes long.
Why do I love it so? I think it must be the Wim Wenders connection. Two other of his films —Paris,Texas and Wings of Desire – are both high on my favorite films list. All three films unfurl slowly, they’re emotionally wrenching and exquisitely filmed. They’re most certainly not to everyone’s taste and I’m not really sure why they resonate so deeply with me, though an abiding love of the tragic is probably part of it.
My favorite part of ‘Until The End Of The World’ is the road movie section, where a beautiful and smitten woman chases the mysterious man she loves around the globe. It was filmed in seven countries on four continents, beginning in Italy and ending in the Australian Outback. I suppose it
could be said that our planet is one of the stars of the film.
This film has been on my mind a lot recently and not just because the amazing soundtrack is an almost permanent fixture in my player. The second part of the film focuses on a scientist’s invention of a camera that is able to record dreams. Sounds impossible, doesn’t it? But the technology is almost there. See for yourself.