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The woozy beauty of ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’: On Béla Tarr, Armenian landscapes, and the cinema of drifting

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The woozy beauty of ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’: On Béla Tarr, Armenian landscapes, and the cinema of drifting


Lullaby for the Mountains is a debut that runs on trust. Shot on location and backed by Béla Tarr as executive producer, it has travelled from Sheffield DocFest to its Asian premiere at the International Film Festival of India 2025 as the lone Armenian selection. The wordless, 79-minute drift, divided into 15 chapters, follows a lone figure through Armenia’s highlands and monasteries. That figure, is filmmaker Hayk Matevosyan’s father.

My first brush with Lullaby for the Mountains was also my first time inside the strange, hybrid colonial shell of Macquinez Hall at the nerve centre of IFFI in Panjim. I had picked this almost random Béla Tarr–backed docu-montage as one of my earlier screenings, lured in by the promise of an audio-visual marvel to baptise the week. What I got instead was a slower, stealthier kind of occupation that overwhelmed in the most unexpected ways. Over 79 minutes I drifted in and out of wakefulness, slipping into a light, enchanted semi-haze where whispers bounced off stone, bird-call and water flowing through streams folded into each other, and the most haunting liturgical voices seeped through the hall like incense. It became one of the most disarming theatrical experiences I had all festival, because it made rest itself feel legitimate.

A still from ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’
| Photo Credit:
Dolly Bell Films

There is something so intimate about being so thoroughly at ease in a public cinema, your body unclenching in the dark while a large group of strangers around you surrender to the same tranquillity. The film kept testing that pact. By its close, about a third of the initially packed hall had trickled out in small, impatient migrations, leaving behind a thinner congregation that felt oddly monastic. Staying till the end carried a special kind of charge that went beyond cinephilic diligence. It felt earned, and a little sacred, almost like a blessing. I think I finally understood what Béla Tarr might’ve been nudging us toward all along (Sátántangó, you enormous beast, I think I’m finally ready).

As the writer-director-cinematographer-editor, the structure for the film lived in Hayk’s head long before it took shape in the edit. “I knew before filming that the film would be cut into chapters,” Hayk says in a later interview. “But I didn’t have the exact count of how many chapters we’d end up with.”

For a while he considered spelling things out. “I had ideas of having some voice-over narration during the editing stage,” he admits. “I eventually understood that I wanted to rely fully on the visuals and soundscape to carry the film’s rhythm.” The task then was to make that rhythm coherent. “I’d say the hardest part of the editing process was finding the right tempo for the scenes and figuring out how those scenes could intertwine on a more dramaturgical level and make sense in the world I created.”

A still from ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’
| Photo Credit:
Dolly Bell Films

That world is made of churches hollowed by centuries, alongside gravestones, plateaus, and underground passages that predate him. Walking into these Armenian landscapes, he admits to have felt a commitment beyond his own story. “Of course, I do feel an obligation,” he says. “Whenever we were in a specific location, we wouldn’t just jump into filming. My filming style is a bit different. I like to spend time in the place, and that’s what I actually learned from Béla Tarr. He would encourage you not to rush and just be at the location. He’d say that the location is one of the most important characters of the film.”

On many days, the crew was simply father, son, and camera. One of the film’s most tender images came out of that waiting, shot in the village his grandfather comes from, where his father lies sleeping on the ground. “That scene came to be on the spot; it was a very spontaneous moment where both my father and I felt like we wanted to lie down on the land,” Hayk recalls. “I put the camera in between us and just filmed my father asleep, hugging the land.”

A still from ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’
| Photo Credit:
Dolly Bell Films

He had never worked as a cinematographer before – on shorts and music videos he relied on his longtime collaborator Justin Richards. When Richards could not travel to Armenia, Hayk picked up the camera himself and brought him back in later as the film’s colourist. “That stage of post-production is creatively very important for me, since you start looking at the images as a painter,” he says. “Working with Justin on it was like looking at a clean canvas and re-coloring scenes to give a new, more surreal, dreamy tone to the visuals.”

The dream logic is reinforced in-camera, and the occasionally funny warped distortions of a leaning horse and elongated bodies, come from somewhere more private. “The idea of using distorted lenses and having the landscape and characters appear more elongated and warped came from my dreams,” he says. “The dreams I see usually have visuals that are distorted, much like in the film, so I kind of wanted to recreate the images in my film as close to my dreams as possible.”

In this scheme, people belong to the terrain. “In the film the people or they might even be spirits, are like landscapes,” he says. “For me, the human face is as interesting as a landscape, so there were shots in the film that I tried to juxtapose the human face with the landscape or ancient churches. And using wide lenses even for close ups helped to get a very unique way of seeing the tactile emotional state of the face and eyes.”

A still from ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’
| Photo Credit:
Dolly Bell Films

Word had already travelled that audiences sometimes drift off during the film. Some have said trance, others say sleep — it was a pattern I’d already lived through in Macquinez Hall. Given the title, the drowsy drift feels almost intentional, and Hayk seems entirely at ease with both responses. “I’m very open to any interpretation the audience comes to,” he says. “I myself love the films where I could fall asleep, dream, and wake up and almost feel like my dream is continuing on a big screen while watching the film.”

Hayk’s scepticism toward film-school orthodoxy is shaped by two names that loom over the project: Werner Herzog and Béla Tarr. He met the legendary auteurs in different corners of the world. “With Werner, it was in 2018 in a Peruvian Jungle, where we made a short film under his guidance. And in 2019, I made another short in Locarno under the mentorship of Béla.” While their methods may have diverged, what stayed with him was their core ethic. “What both of them have in common and constantly would tell is to not wait for the right time to make a film, and to not follow specific industry-set rules on how to make a film. They would always push for risk-taking.”

A still from ‘Lullaby for the Mountains’
| Photo Credit:
Dolly Bell Films

Producer Luiza Yeranosyan, his partner at Dolly Bell Films, applied that lesson to the budget. “Our method for this film was a bit unorthodox,” she says. “Hayk had a very clear vision and a passion to make this film, and he had a specific time frame in which he wanted to make it. Instead of taking the route of applying and waiting for government or public funds, we financed the film through our company, and also secured private investments.”

They spent time with locals in every part of Armenia they visited, moving through places that were already part of Hayk’s map from childhood trips with his father. “There was a mutual respect when filming — respect toward the people, toward the land, and toward the ancient sites and churches. The film is a love letter to Armenia, to the culture, to the land itself, so there was no other way than to allow the people and the land to accept us first before we even started filming any shots.”

Even now, days later, I catch myself wafting back to that room in Panjim, with the faint echo of chants, and memories of those vignettes of man curled into the earth. And sure, if I did drift off for a chapter or two, Lullaby for the Mountains never held it against me, which might be the most generous thing a film can do.

Lullaby for the Mountains was screened at the 56th International Film Festival of India in Goa 

Published – December 03, 2025 06:12 pm IST



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