No smears or elaborate decorations, the Icelandic images in heima, as the name suggests, are as real as home and need no retouching. The glaciers that move slowly along the river, the loose and fast-flowing clouds in the sky are reflected in the light spots between the mountains, the high mountains that stretch to the horizon, the old factory buildings by the river, the red kite hopping in the hands of children, at first glance the end It seems to be the highway of the sea, the pure black sand beach with ripples, and the green tundra that spreads to the vast expanse of the sea... Iceland seems to be a virgin land that has never been touched. Humans are obviously not creatures that can be described as "majority" in Iceland. Because of this, it seems that here I can appreciate "humans" in the most primitive sense - a pure animal equal to other creatures. In Iceland, people, like everything else, seem to melt into the grey and white behind them. Perhaps it is the subconscious humility of nature, most Icelanders are unwilling and will not treat the mysterious land under their feet with the attitude of a ruler. And isn't this the attitude that people should have towards nature?
Although they have to rely on the subtitles to understand their "Icelandic" English, the simplicity of their hearts can still be displayed in their gestures. Their interviews are more of an attempt to express their views on the music they make, their sense of belonging to Iceland's "home", and their thinking about Iceland's development at the level of society as a whole.
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Sigur Rós: Heima reviews
