The Color of Time

Synopsis: The Color of Time is based on Pulitzer prize-winning poet CK Williams' collection of the same name. The film blends together adaptations of 11 of the poems to create a poetic road trip through CK William's life. The film takes us on a journey through several decades of American life from CK's childhood and adolescence in Detroit in the 1940s and 50s to the early 1980s: CK and his wife Catherine are married with their son Jed. CK prepares for a reading of 'Tar' in New York City, and spends his nights struggling to write new poems, haunted by memories of his past. As CK drives to his reading in New York City, he remembers central moments of his life: we come to experience and understand both his relationship to love and loss, and how he found his calling as a poet through the women in his life. The film takes us back and forth between past and present, punctuated by voice-over from CK Williams' poems, recreating the experience of memory and exploring how the fragments of one's man life c
 
IMDB:
4.5
Metacritic:
34
Rotten Tomatoes:
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Year:
2012
73 min
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"Beautiful memory, most precious

and most treacherous sister.

"What temples must we build for you?

"And even then,

how belatedly you open to us.

"Even then, with what exuberance

you cross us."

Hi. Thanks for coming.

I'm gonna read from...

a series of poems.

They're written in long lines to...

give a feeling of... how we

actually speak to each other.

"I slip up on her, hook her narrow neck,

"haul her to me,

"hold her for a moment, let her go.

"Maybe the right words

were there all along.

"Complicity. Wonder.

"How pure we were then.

"Before Rimbaud, before Blake.

"Grace, love.

"Take care of us.

"Take care of us.

"Please."

Move your hand.

Let 'em do their thing.

They're thinking...

- That's the thinking vein?

- Yes.

- Move your hand.

- No, don't touch it.

Let me see. Move your hand.

If I think about veins,

I'm gonna pass out.

- Okay, let me see.

- Oh, my God.

- You got me thinking about 'em.

- Let me see!

Well, how about you...

- stop thinking?

- Yeah, and?

And pay attention to me.

Like literary things. Like I walk down

the street and I have a purpose.

I am... I have a mission.

You walk down the street and you go,

"Oh, look at that. Shiny things and..."

Shiny things? What? I don't...

Yeah, or just a light will hit a wall

and you'll stare at it for a while.

You get distracted easily.

Or inspired, however you want to say it.

Feel like I maybe

just got you a little mad.

- No, just...

- Are you sure?

No, no, whatever.

- Where's the pots?

- I'll get them out in a second.

Hey. Hey! Come here.

I'm totally kidding, I promise.

Hey. I'm so sorry.

I am. I'm so, so, so sorry.

Alright, so you put your hands like this.

Don't ask me why. Are you getting old?

I know, it's your hips. Alright, here we go.

Ready? And you go like this.

Ai! Not so hard.

If I do it, I'm gonna do it hard.

No. Why can't you ever listen to me?

- I do listen to you.

- No, you don't! You never listen to me.

What do you mean?

What? Sit around, don't do anything...

It's fun.

Yeah, but, you know,

I have things I want to do.

- What, and I don't?

- I don't know. Do you?

I don't think that we always have to be

on the go. I just don't share that. I don't.

I think it's okay to sometimes just stop

and breathe for two seconds.

I don't see anything wrong with it.

I'll be back.

Good evening.

My name is C.K. Williams.

And...

these are poems that I wrote...

in my 20s...

loosely based on experiences I've had.

This one's called 'My Mother's Lips'.

"Until I asked her

to please stop doing it

"and was astonished to find..."

"Until I asked her

to please stop doing it..."

"Until I..."

'My Mother's Lips'.

"It's endearing to watch us again

in that long-ago dusk,

"facing each other, my mother and me.

"I've grown to her height,

or just past it."

- Okay.

- "Now the unison suddenly breaks.

"I have to go on by myself.

"No maestro, no score to follow.

"There are our lips moving together..."

'My Mother's Lips'.

You want pancakes?

No.

- Eggs?

- No.

Remember what happened last night?

I don't want to talk about it.

Okay.

Eat.

Daddy! Daddy!

What is it, Charlie?

I need you to go to sleep.

Please!

For the love of God, go to sleep.

I don't want you to wake up

until tomorrow morning.

Listen to me. Hey.

I want you to go to sleep, alright?

Okay? I'm getting tired

of this, Charlie.

Hey, Charlie! Come on.

How many times did I tell you

to keep up with me, son?

I want you to stay with me, alright?

You want me to hold your hand?

Do I need to hold you?

Can you walk? Very good.

I'm gonna count to 10. 10!

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