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Tibet: A Buddhist Trilogy (2006)
Runtime: 3 hrs 51 mins
Synopsis: Originally released in 1979, TIBET: A BUDDHIST TRILOGY was a labor of love for filmmaker Graham Coleman. The director spent four years filming in Tibet, splitting the resulting documentary into three parts. After meeting the Dalai Lama, Coleman then takes a look at the Lamas of the Phulwary... Originally released in 1979, TIBET: A BUDDHIST TRILOGY was a labor of love for filmmaker Graham Coleman. The director spent four years filming in Tibet, splitting the resulting documentary into three parts. After meeting the Dalai Lama, Coleman then takes a look at the Lamas of the Phulwary Skya Monastery, before concluding with an overview of how the monastery deals with a death among their ranks. [More]
Genre: Education/General Interest
Starring: Dalai Lama, The XIV
Reviews
Coleman's ethnographic style resembles the American masters and provides a startling insider's view of the selfless devotion of the monks.
Long before the two-hour mark, Coleman's documentary begins to more resemble a photographic tour through a museum than an exploration of a living religion.
A challenge, so dense is it in the philosphical arcana of Tibetan Buddhism. But the images are amazing and intimate, particularly those involving the Dalai Lama as he greets his flock with ease and good humour.
A rigorous, labor-intensive viewing experience, but there's something to be said for its unadorned purity.
I, for one, knew nothing about Buddhism going into this film and was eager to find out about the principles of the religion. After two hours of grueling ceremonies and rituals, I knew barely anything more than I did before.
This pilgrim's taste runs more to Martin Scorsese's Tibetan drama Kundun, and a third-act exit should not be taken by the pious as a skeptic's review.
Recut and reassembled at just a little over two hours, the new version of the film is a staggering and bracing object, stylistically bold and hypnotically captivating.
It's an impressionistic experience rather than a linear one, and the process of surrendering to the images and rhythms of lives lived in simultaneous harmony with the physical and the spiritual is greatly helped by the chants.
Watching tranquility and devotion does not translate to nonpractitioners as much more than a travel ad for the budding Larry Darrells among us.


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