I recently watched the old tower, only 2/7, and I suddenly realized that the emotions of the film are all his personal, although it is also part of the Russian collective. I can see from a distance and substitute in, but I can't integrate. His image poetry system is his context. While pushing the camera, he recites the poem in voiceover, accompanied by the roof leaking and the footsteps of the characters, which is an extremely moving sound and light effect.
I wonder if the old tower felt pain and confusion when he recalled his memories. The more people explore, the greater the internal friction. One is that it is easy to imprison one's thinking in a fixed context, and the other is that it is easy to consume and destroy oneself. Childhood is an endless time and space, and the mother is the one who wanders between trivial matters and emotions. The setting of the father is irrelevant. It is enough that he has a (loving) sight and conversation with the mother.
Although the childhood perspective of the old tower seems to be some silent scenes, the house, the greenery, the fire, the mother's figure... But there are ups and downs all the time. .How many people have memory, how much imagination, how much can people express through material loss and how much.
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