My friend Desson Thomson reviews the film about life in a Carthusian monastery. (An earlier item on the film is here.)
He writes: At first, the silence feels imposing — practically deafening — as we watch the documentary “Into Great Silence” and the monks of the Grand Chartreuse monastery praying, reading the Bible or simply sitting in quiet contemplation.
But as we become acclimated to this muted atmosphere (we have plenty of time, as the film is nearly three hours long), something extraordinary happens: Our senses sharpen. The whispering of snow outside, the occasional clearing of a throat and — sweet mercy! — the clanging of a bell that summons these befrocked Carthusians to prayer reach our ears with a resounding purity. We may not experience their inner glories, but when we hear the monks’ Gregorian chants, it’s as though we have slipped from our seats into the back pews of Chartreuse.”