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Зеркало [The mirror] (1975)

»Words can’t express anything a person feels«. Quite true, I guess, but bear with me as I will try anyway.

Generations are confusingly superimposed as seemingly irrelevant and unconnected events are brought together – a cabin in the woods, an absurd balloon scene, a book with Lionardo da Vinci’s art, the spanish civil war. Trivial everyday events are elevated to the sublime in this slow, anecdotal, and lyrical tale mixing inner and outer experience, individual and political reflection, documentary and autobiographical fragments. A quiet, mysterious tenderness reigns, repeatedly accompanied by Tarkovsky’s still and gentle magic of fire and running water.

Impossible to follow properly. Still in my book of remembrance, lament, and the importance of proofreading in a totalitarian society.

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