Despite poignant appearance (campestral wonderland), the kickoff vibe's so special, it makes clear the film isn't some saga à la russe and individual fates aren’t alembics in which more comprehensive social forces distill sour caveats. Their actions aren't proverbial; each life's kairotic moment is nowhere short of modest & erratic. Hence sassy disproportion btw the characters' citified glamour & small-time (because
till Cinema join us: the incredible cinematic adventure of a director who does not reject any improbable or any unprecedented or unheard shot to tell a story of love with a final redeemer miracle. A pastoral symphony that crosses Griffith's improbable realism and Dovzhenko's constructivist one with the emotional subtlety of Dreyer in a a protestant fiction of devotion and redemption, like anything else.