a trip in middle of a world. ordinary pieces of a party. a kind of Ulises. a kind of Itaca. only Penelope is different. because the object of introspection is the possibility of past to be another future. dialogs, silence, gestures, each - level of a smoke ladder. pieces of a broken vase. or only, old seeds on the empty land. a film like a mirror. or only shadow of possibilities as drawing lines. because the return, meetings, courtesy are only cages for dead birds.slices of fiction in heart of expectations. illusions. all is an aquarium. a large aquarium. in a house, for a stranger, like self lie as only way to accept the past. a beautiful film. like a memento mori.
Review of The Life of Fish
