Wes’s review published on Letterboxd:
“your life belongs to me now. step.”
scorsese at his most elemental, his most physical, his most reflective. cannot imagine what it must’ve been like for him to finally make this. i think i would’ve cried out of relief for months if i had ever gotten anything like this out of my system as Silence so clearly has for him. it’s been four years (wow, four) since my last viewing of this, and this becomes an entirely new film ever since i reconnected with my catholicism in that time. what i noticed so vividly this time around is how scorsese films faith as being ingrained in what is always around us - the trees and rain and chirping of birds - that the combination of these three things at once on screen is almost like it’s own chant. it’s his masterpiece.