http://slnks.com/0xzpreview: But seriously, 'Aurora' has been the first movie I watched this year, a story set in gloomy, contemporary Bucharest – a slice of life, if you may call it that way – where a divorced man follows his ex-wife through town with the not - so - obvious intention of killing her. The movie is long – three hours long – and as some interesting critics who haven't even had the decency to watch an entire movie before reviewing it say – pretty boring. But instead of boring I would like to call it slow paced, aerated, leaving just enough room for the characters to develop and for the viewer to get accustomed to their lifestyle. I think it was actually polite – yes, I'll use this word – that the director took the time he thought he needed in describing the characters (mostly the main character, played by the director himself) and the situations created by the relationships the characters are in.

It's plain crap, but it's long (3 hours!). The emperor has no clothes on, folks! Never mind the pretentious 'artsy' and dark filming, the awkward and long shots, the unexplained, unmotivated and undeveloped characters, and the other (very good) film by Mr. Puiu ('The Death Of Mr. Lazarescu'). This one is just a nightmarish vision of a dull life with apparently no events and no insight. At times it seems almost fantastic, and maybe that would have saved a bit this story if it explored the fantastic vein more. But no, it's just a mundane and boring hell, the fashionable (and limited) way of the intelligentsia to look at today's Romania (you know it even from the news: garbage, stray dogs, sloppy people). If Travis Bickle really had no life and if Mr. Scorsese had no brain, the result would be 'Aurora'. What a waste...

Are you fascinated by static shots of the ceiling? Do scenes in which potato peeling is the primary activity or scenes in which men discuss the cost of household repairs float your boat? If so, you will be in ecstasy over Cristi Puiu's new film, Aurora (or I as prefer to think of it, Andy Warhol's Aurora), a three-hour meditation on the life of an affectless, gun-toting loser (portrayed by the director) meandering through the streets of Bucharest.Even for those who admired Puiu's Death of Mr. Lazarescu (and I count myself among them), Aurora will be a challenge: clocking it at almost three hours, the film eschews plot development in favor of plod development. As Puiu plods from one point to another in the Romanian capital, however, you'll probably be plotting an early escape route.

If you are familiar with Puiu's previous film, Death of Mr. Lazarescu, you will be well-prepared for the slow pace that draws attention to the nonchalant, almost cold and disconnected sensibility of the ex-Eastern Bloc. What you will find extremely different in Aurora is the lack of words in many long scenes. Conversations are sparse, accentuated with grunts or untranslatable sounds. The main character seems to walk around like a ghost, one that everyone can see and can, if they were so inclined, interact with, but also one that nobody seems too interested in or concerned with. Of course, we know that there must be a reason why we are following this seemingly aimless character, and we are peeved at the very beginning by his paranoid over-the-shoulder glances and slow scenes where he seems to be watching a family. About an hour into the film, we know he is up to no good, though still nothing really is explained. We do not really know who most of the people are in his life, and why he is doing what he is doing. The violence also remains unexplained. In the last half hour of the film his actions are finally explained. This time the indifference and Soviet sensibility, the lack of intelligent conversation, the attitudes of the resigned members of the bureaucratic wheel all help to create a highly absurd and funny "confession" scene. Without the last scene, the film would get a 5 from me. It gets a 7 for capturing the sensibility of a whole people, a whole way of reacting to life, so perfectly. It also manages to unravel the complexity of adult lives without ever explaining anything. It would have gotten an 8 or 9, if it was edited tighter, especially the first 2 hours. It was great that things were not explained, but the slow pace could have been helped a bit without losing from meaning.