Ciclo Luzes na Caverna XI:
”A imagem como
encantamento do real.”:
“I KNOW WHERE I’M GOING!”
1945 | 1h31’ [UK]
De M. Powell + E. Pressburger

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Lights in the Cave XI Cinema Screenings: “The image as enchantment of the real.”:
“I KNOW WHERE I’M GOING!” 1945 | M/12 | 1h31’ [UK]
De Michael Powell + Emeric Pressburger
With Alexandre Braga

Some films seem to emerge from a simple hypothesis: what if the world were still capable of surprising us?
“I KNOW WHERE I’M GOING!” (1945), by Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger, belongs to that rare category of works in which cinema does not attempt to master reality — it seeks to rediscover its mystery: the story appears straightforward: Joan Webster, a determined and pragmatic young woman, travels to the Hebrides to marry a wealthy man she barely knows. But a storm prevents the final crossing to the island of Kiloran. What initially seems like a mere logistical delay slowly becomes an experience of inner displacement. Time suspends itself. The carefully calculated plan begins to unravel.

Powell and Pressburger film the Scottish landscape as if it were more than a setting: an invisible force that intervenes in the narrative. The wind, the sea, the tides, the local legends, and the unexpected encounters create an atmosphere in which destiny no longer appears as a rational project, but as something that emerges from the world itself.

Here, cinema performs an ancient gesture: to enchant the real once again. Not through fantasy or spectacle, but through a deep attention to what surrounds us. As if nature — and the human encounters that unfold within it — still held the power to divert our plans and reopen the future.

The Lights in the Cave cinema cycle, dedicated to the philosophical exploration of cinema and the image, reaches its eleventh session with a singular work of British cinema. If previous sessions examined the image as a decomposition of time, a ritual of memory, or a mediator of conflict, this screening proposes another hypothesis: the image as enchantment of the real.
In “I KNOW WHERE I’M GOING!” , Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger construct a cinema where landscape, chance, and popular tradition coexist with the human desire to control one’s own destiny. The film emerges from a particular historical moment — the final years of the Second World War — when cinema was searching for new ways to imagine the relationship between the individual, the community, and the land.
Somewhere between romance, myth, and delicate comedy, the film reveals a rare belief in the transformative power of the unexpected encounter. It is not merely a love story: it is also a meditation on the moment when the world resists our plans and compels us to reconsider who we are.
In this session, we return to a cinema in which the image does not simply show the world: it restores its density, unpredictability, and quiet magic.

What role does the landscape play in this film?
Are we watching a classical romance, or a narrative in which nature itself participates in the transformation of the characters?
In a contemporary world shaped by acceleration, calculation, and algorithmic predictability, I Know Where I’m Going! reminds us of something essential: not every path can be planned.
Perhaps it is precisely in this deviation — in the moment when the world interrupts our route — that cinema finds one of its most delicate forms of revelation.
When the image allows reality to recover its mystery, it ceases to be mere representation. It becomes experience.

And perhaps that is what Powell and Pressburger ultimately remind us of: sometimes we believe we know exactly where we are going… until the wind changes.