About liberation

Macie 2022-04-23 07:03:55

Heavy rain usually falls in the summer afternoon. The flies hovered low in the still air, and the dry breath became more and more anxious as they waited. The depressing and dullness of the whole afternoon, mixed with the hot and dry breath that is unique to summer, poured down. It's an explosion, it's a release, it's a liberation.
The story takes place in Macedonia, which has been plagued by war for many years. Macedonia was part of the Yugoslav Republic before independence. A long period of war, violence and conflict loomed over this small country, and a torrential rain was brewing amid people's restlessness and agitation.
"Heavy Rain" is the first film after the establishment of the Republic of Macedonia. The film tells three independent stories through a circular narrative technique.
Beyond the constraints of time and space, the three stories are connected by the same theme. Death, violence, religion, conflict, weighed down before the torrential rain.
The girl fell in love with a priest of a different faith and eventually died under the gun of her own brother.
The men in the restaurant shot at random because of a disagreement, and a group of innocent lives were lost.
In order to save the daughter of the lover of his dreams, Alexander fell to the ground several times and died.
Every story ends with death, and every story leads one step by step toward despair.
Time does not pass, the circle is not round. The cycle of death, the cycle of violence, the cycle of pain. Life is trampled on like ants, and love is subject to religious authority. In the face of all this force and evil, people were unable to resist, nor could they resist. There is nothing more desperate than this, the despair of an infinite loop.
The moment Alexander fell to the ground, a torrential rain roared.
There was no remorse on his face, no pain, more like relief.
Freed from this purgatory world.

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Before the Rain quotes

  • Father Marko: I wanted to take a vow of silence, like you. But this heavenly beauty merits words.

  • Aleksander: With a shriek, birds flee across the black sky, people are silent, my blood aches from waiting.