My Winter Journey
2003 · 104 MIN · IMDB 6.5 · 105 VOTES · DIR. Vincent Dieutre
Overview
“My best friend, Anna, asked me if I would mind taking her fifteen-year-old son Itvan to Berlin with me. I accepted immediately.” An elegant, refined man in his forties sets off with Itvan on a long, enjoyable journey, his Winter Journey. They cross snowbound Germany by car. As the man drives the boy through cities and countryside, Itvan discovers the past and the vast job of reunification now underway. Poetry and culture are also part of the journey, which is accompanied by classical German music. When their paths cross with the man's former lovers or the journey provides unexpected encounters, Itvan also gets to know more about the man's own life. When they finally arrive in Berlin, their ways must part. Itvan watches the man leave, taking the melancholy of his existence with him. However their journey together has created an unbreakable tie between the two men. Itvan will never be the same again.
Dialogue Timeline — 479 lines
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00:00:47 You're sitting next to me in the car.
00:02:04 MY WINTER JOURNEY
00:11:01 My withdrawal symptoms became farther and fewer between.
00:13:01 - Does that bother you? - No.
00:14:33 The task did not frighten him.
00:18:41 Calm resignation.
00:21:03 Death is a master from Germany
00:22:33 There were bleak, cities full of holes
00:31:38 because he has heard the recording of ''Freischtz'' dozens of times.
00:34:14 embarked on a journey with a cumbersome boy
00:38:07 There was this intelligent man, convincing too...
00:39:51 Those films the conquered, children were made to see
00:42:56 When his hunger was great Your other sons
00:47:54 I would like to place my lips over this stubborn hollow
00:50:45 one had to learn to feel to shudder...
00:56:15 They struck her hard.
01:00:02 he had accepted the position as assistant in Erlangen.
01:10:36 You know, it needed so little a smile, a word
01:14:34 The light of the lupines scarcely burns.
01:15:52 even in the heart of winter.
01:17:16 I look at the paintings in the studio:
01:23:18 When he says that in a way he did it for us
01:27:46 the smell of the East.
01:31:54 Run your finger along the ashes of a still smoldering history.