6.8/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 6.8/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Komposition in Blau remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like movies with actual people talking, skip this. Seriously. You’ll be bored in thirty seconds. But if you have an eye for design or just want to stare at something that feels like a lava lamp made by a genius, you’ll dig it. It’s short, punchy, and doesn't ask for much of your brain power.
I sat down with this expecting something a bit more... heavy, I guess? Instead, I got a red cube floating on a floor that reflects everything. It’s weirdly soothing. The way the shapes start as squares and just kinda melt into circles is satisfying. It feels like watching a math equation fall in love.
The synchronization is the real deal here. You don't just watch the shapes; you feel the beat through them. It reminds me of the pacing in The Big Drive, though way more abstract and less dusty. It’s got that same sense of things moving because they have to move.
There’s this one part where the shapes form these massive, swirling patterns—kind of like a Busby Berkeley number but for geometric blocks. It’s pretty wild. The blue starts bleeding into red, and for a second, I forgot I was looking at a screen from decades ago.
Notes I scribbled down:
It’s not trying to tell you a story. It’s just showing you how colors and shapes can play together if they’re forced to dance. Sometimes that’s enough. It’s clean. It’s precise. It’s just a bunch of red blocks doing their thing while the blue sky shifts around them. Don't look for meaning. Just look at the blue.