An ongoing series by The Cinema Sanctum uncovering cinema’s lost masterpieces — each one a forgotten relic of pure art, worthy of the world’s greatest museums.
The Forgotten Fresco
Imagine standing in the Vatican, gazing up at the Sistine Chapel ceiling — but the fresco is missing. In its place, a blank, unbroken white. The work existed, once. But no one thought it worthy of preservation. That is the fate of the cinema of Andrei Tarkovsky — and of his 1966 masterpiece, Andrei Rublev.
A Film Beyond Cinema
Sergei Parajanov's The Colour of Pomegranates is not a film to be watched, but to be experienced—wordlessly, like a memory of something ancient and sacred. What Parajanov created is not cinema as we know it, but something closer to ritual, dream, or icon.
It is a film where meaning does not arise through plot, but through presence. Where time is not measured in scenes, but in silences.
03. The Seventh Seal (1957)
| Ingmar Bergman |
A knight returns from the Crusades to find his homeland ravaged by plague and his faith hollowed by silence. In the trembling light of a dying world, he encounters Death—not as an enemy to be slain, but as a player to be delayed, a mystery to be faced.
04. Elektra, My Love (1974)
| Miklós Jancsó |
There are films that do not tell stories.
They enact rituals.
In Elektra, My Love, Miklós Jancsó unearths the buried myth of Elektra,
not to recount her sorrow, but to summon her spirit into the body of the present.
05. Au Hasard Balthasar (1966)
| Robert Bresson |
There are films that speak, and there are films that pray. Robert Bresson’s Au Hasard Balthazar is a prayer—a mournful, mysterious hymn offered through the eyes of a donkey. Yet even to call it that seems too slight. For Balthazar is not merely a symbol, nor a metaphor, nor a narrative device. He is presence. Innocence. Suffering. Grace.
06. Ordet (1955)
| Carl Dreyer |
There are few films in the history of cinema that approach the sacred with such radical stillness, such unwavering sincerity, as Carl Theodor Dreyer’s Ordet (1955). Here is a film where time slows down until it becomes prayer—until silence itself begins to tremble.
07. Gertrud (1964)
| Carl Dreyer |
Carl Theodor Dreyer’s final film, Gertrud, arrived not with fanfare, but with silence. A silence so deep, it unsettled the noisy world. The film’s long, still conversations, its unhurried camera, and the aching clarity of its protagonist bewildered many. Yet time, that great revealer, has enshrined Gertrud as one of cinema’s purest acts of artistic will.
08. Jeanne Dielman, 23,
quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles (1975)
| Chantal Akerman |
What happens when nothing happens? What happens when, across three hours and twenty-one minutes, a woman makes meatloaf, peels potatoes, polishes shoes, turns on lamps, and welcomes a client before her son returns from school?
09. The Mirror (1975)
| Andrei Tarkovsky |
There are films, and then there is The Mirror—a breath held in time, a memory unfolding not through logic, but through sensation. Andrei Tarkovsky’s 1975 masterpiece is not a story, but a soul remembering itself.
10. Ashes And Diamonds (1958)
| Andrei Wajda |
What Wajda achieves here is more than a political statement. Ashes and Diamonds is a portrait of spiritual disintegration. The war may have ended, but the moral war continues in every shot. The bar's exploding chandelier, the priest's torn cassock, the eternal flame blown out by wind—these are not symbols. They are relics.
11. The Turin Horse (2011)
| Bela Tarr |
The Turin Horse is enshrined not as a film to be "understood" but as a lived experience. It is cinema that dares to do nothing. To simply endure.
And in that endurance, to awaken something ancient in us: the Silent Witness that watches even the end of all things.
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