Soviet films tend to be somewhat obscure, especially sci-fi films, but that doesn't make it a profound film. The last time I felt this way was 2001: A Space Odyssey. About people and the universe, about memory and reality, about death, about love, to what extent do we love the real person, or the projection of the person in our hearts on them? Perhaps as the movie said, "the happiest The people who are not interested in these nasty questions, thinking about it is the equivalent of looking for the date of death, not knowing that that day actually makes us immortal." Maybe I should go back to Earth too...
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