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Τοπίο στην ομίχλη [Landscape in the mist] (1988)

»I make people laugh – and cry. Do you know how hard that is?«

Empty frames of film may contain everything. Tears bring catharsis. And the history of the left is a worn-out tirade of a play no one wants to see anymore, nor even buy second hand costumes from! This allegorical journey of awakening, sacrifice and endurance moves towards a distant father and the bittersweet truth, through the backlots of a cold, sparsely populated world of cruel beauty, everyday wonders and terrible danger. Filled with absurd, surreal, and enigmatic touches, elevating the ordinary into realms of magic and poetry. All seen through the unflinching eyes of children forced to grow up too fast, and told with unreasonably and irresistibly long, slow panorama takes accompanied by silence or a majestic, intense score.

An immensely sad yet strangely romantic and uplifting kitchen sink fairytale. In my book of mystery and miracle.

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