Made in 1975, Andrei Tarkovsky formulates a loosely auto-biographical picture blending childhood memories, newsreel footage, surreal dreams, and beautiful poems by his father Arseny Tarkovsky. Using his traditional slow pans and long takes, Tarkovsky suspends the viewer within the time between spaces and subjects. The film wages a non-linear narrative with characters who appear and reappear keeping our memory at bay for most of the picture. All of the motifs, the themes, the poetry (which is breathtaking btw) plays into the hands of each and every artist who has ever dealt with memory and the consequences that come with forgetfulness through visual interpretation. I can probably watch this film over and over again for the sheer density instilled in each frame, the compassion it creates, and the atmosphere that vibes so brilliantly within the subjective space Tarkovsky provides.
See it.
xoxo George
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