Scorsese crafts a brutal masterpiece in Silence. This is a sweeping film that challenges faith and the breaking point of a person. The performances on display are incredible and convey pure conflict and suffering. The narrative is woven around the questioning of faith. This question continues to raise more questions that are never acknowledged. They are only met with silence.
Oh my god this was so long. I sighed, I slept, I cried, I lived a whole life in there and it never ended
This historic depiction of catholic missionaries in Japan neither glorifies martyrs or demonizes oppressors of religious freedom; instead it ruminates on the horrors that have occurred in the name of religion, both to spread it and suppress it.
Not for the general audience but if you consider yourself a fan of film go out and support this film
This was powerful film
Please, don't see this movie.
Scorsese’s adaptation is overlong and at times insufferably self-indulgent, but contains sublime moments of transcendent beauty and a wealth of beautiful performances.
This is filmmaking as an act of devotion, and exploration — not just of the nature of faith but of faith’s obverse, abject doubt. The production is physically beautiful, and evokes the beauties of classic Japanese films, but the substance makes few concessions to conventional notions of entertainment.
No one with a genuine belief in the possibilities and mysteries of cinema would think of missing Silence. It's essential filmmaking from the church of Scorsese, a modern master who lives and breathes in the images he puts on screen.