Whenever filmmakers get all noble about the vital role of storytelling in our cold, impersonal world, I tend to glaze over. Byattīut my problem with this kind of Cinema with a capital “C” is its self-consciousness. Screenwriters: George Miller, Augusta Gore, based on the short story The Djinn in the Nightingale’s Eye, by A.S. Venue: Cannes Film Festival (Out of Competition)Ĭast: Idris Elba, Tilda Swinton, Aamito Lagum, Nicolas Mouawad, Ece Yüksel, Matteo Bocelli, Lachy Hulme, Megan Gale, Zerrin Tekindor, Oğulcan Arman Uslu, Jack Braddy, Burcu Gölgedar If that sounds like your thing, knock yourself out. Audiences eager to be enchanted by adult fairy tales might find something in the talky reflections on love and desire, on isolation and connection, the latter themes amplified by our recent memories of pandemic confinement. The film is basically an extended dialectic between a scholar of storytelling and mythology and a djinn she uncorks from a bottle purchased in a dusty Istanbul souk. And I suppose it makes sense within the distinctive filmography of “mad genius” Miller, as he’s described in the marketing the Australian director has always had an interest in fairy tales, usually with a darkish edge, whether it’s Babe: Pig in the City, The Witches of Eastwick or even Happy Feet.īut this cerebrally sexy shot of One Thousand and One Nights-adjacent whimsy strains so hard for beguilement and timelessness that it’s ponderous and heavy. If you think about Three Thousand Years of Longing as an ethereal palate cleanser for George Miller between the dystopian rigors of Mad Max: Fury Road and the soon-to-shoot prequel, Furiosa, I suppose it kind of makes sense.
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