Stephen Dwoskin’s final film is a meditation on the subjective experience and cultural concepts of ageing. The film is an ode to the texture, the beauty, the singularity of aging faces and silhouettes, a hypnotic poem in the Dwoskin meaning of the term which is long observations of very tiny details. A gesture, a pause, a look, a moment. Throughout his films intimacy has always played a leading role and this is also true for Age is..., all the faces being close friends, or close friends relatives and sometimes even Stephen himself.
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I like movies that are aware of what they are selling... without [any] greater aspirations than to make people laugh and that's it.
The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.
Like the great film, it's made with a great deal of visible affection both in front of and behind the camera.
By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.