7.4/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 7.4/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Man Who Has a Camera remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like movies that let you breathe, then sure, jump in. But if you need a plot that moves at a clip or characters who explain their motivations, you’re gonna be bored out of your mind. It’s for the folks who like staring out of train windows. 🚂
Honestly, I don’t think this is for everyone. My partner walked in halfway through, asked what was going on, and I genuinely had to shrug. It’s just… happening.
There’s this one shot where the camera just sits on a pair of shoes for maybe twenty seconds too long. It’s almost painfully awkward. You start thinking the projectionist fell asleep or something, but then you realize you’re just watching the dust settle. It’s kinda neat, I guess.
Naou Liu carries the screen, though they don’t say much. You can feel the weight of that camera. It’s like a shield, or maybe a crutch. I’ve seen this kind of detached observation before in Opening Night, though the vibes are totally different here.
There’s a scene in a park that feels totally empty. Not 'artistic empty,' but like the extras didn't show up. It’s strangely distracting. You keep looking at the background, waiting for someone to walk by, but no one does. It’s quiet. Maybe too quiet.
The whole thing reminds me a bit of the aimless wandering in Go As You Please, though I couldn't tell you exactly why. Maybe it’s just the mood. It’s a movie that doesn't care if you like it or not. That’s rare, I suppose.
I left the theater feeling a little bit cold. Not in a bad way, just… alert. It’s not a masterpiece, and it doesn't try to be. It’s just a person with a camera, looking at stuff. Sometimes that’s enough. 📸