As the colors shimmer and shake, we understand how the artist viewed the world, as not only static existence, but as vibrant action.

There is so much going on in every frame that it's hard to stop thinking long enough to become emotionally involved. But it hardly matters. This time it really is a case of art for art's sake.

The point of Van Gogh's style on the canvas was always its dynamism, its motility, so to see that style in motion is a curiously over-literal treat.

The sheer artistry is miraculous where even folded shirts look as dramatic as emoting faces, shadows, and objects passing in front of others.