There is no dialogue or narration, language is absent in the whole film, only images and music. But it's enough to make you speechless, probably like the silence of the film, although there is no expression, it is full of waves in the heart.
The images in it can only be understood, not in words. It can be roughly summarized as the relationship between people and the environment (of course, such a description is not much worse than saying nothing).
I have to mention that the biggest charm of this documentary is its rich and multiple viewing levels.
First, the stunning shot composition grabs your attention, then you think about the order simulated by the connection between shots, and finally, the individual composition that was skipped but profoundly reappeared. You have to dig further and think more and more.
However, if the video above doesn't end up with Michael Stearns' music, then the film's power would have to be cut in at least half.
In the end, the most admirable thing is the director's vision and mind. His visual imagination and humanistic care are enough for the author to make him an idol.
Note:
Hong Kong's Kowloon Walled City and the motherland's Tiananmen Square are also included.
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