One movie affected me deeply yesterday. It was 18 minutes long. For a filmmaker, a great unknown is what an individual audience member brings to the screening. A Polish filmmaker, shooting scenes from the life of an aging Barcelona shopkeeper, would have no idea how it eventually would move this American. How could he know my experiences, hopes, and indeed, dreams?
The film explored the transition of a person being there, existing in an environment, to not being there. What is left? Which survive longer, relationships or possessions? Can you pass on your passions, in the form of your possessions, to people you have never met? I like to think that Leocardia did.
It was a magical cinema moment.
Leocadia's Dream, directed by Krzysztof Nowicki
http://www.krakowfilmfestival.pl/en/58th-kff/films/?video=leocadias_dream-2329
No comments:
Post a Comment