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A calm movie about people. The main character lives with a friend and is looking for herself. She has many years of experience behind her, and now she is learning to enjoy simple things and sees poetry in them - in these almost inconspicuous details the real thing is hidden.
The poet's line is parallel, and, in my opinion, it is much stronger, more emotional and more sensitive. There is so much philosophy, sincerity and experience in it: it talks about life and death, about truth and love, about existence itself. His idea that looking for meaning is cowardice does not sound like categoricalness, but like a quiet invitation to just live: to appreciate the little things, to be grateful for what is in front of you, and to do it to the best of your ability. He doesn't give answers, he shows an attitude - calm, attentive.
There is also a small romantic line of a novice actor with a student, the poet's adopted daughter. She doesn't pull on the main story, and that's right: she's here as a subtle shade that adds fragility and warmth.
I can't help but note how Hong San-su made the poet look like himself: love for simple pleasures, the habit of playing "stone-paper-scissors", creative nature. Because of this, the film feels like a calm conversation between the director and the viewer - as if he does not impose meanings, but simply shares what is important to him.
The poet's line is parallel, and, in my opinion, it is much stronger, more emotional and more sensitive. There is so much philosophy, sincerity and experience in it: it talks about life and death, about truth and love, about existence itself. His idea that looking for meaning is cowardice does not sound like categoricalness, but like a quiet invitation to just live: to appreciate the little things, to be grateful for what is in front of you, and to do it to the best of your ability. He doesn't give answers, he shows an attitude - calm, attentive.
There is also a small romantic line of a novice actor with a student, the poet's adopted daughter. She doesn't pull on the main story, and that's right: she's here as a subtle shade that adds fragility and warmth.
I can't help but note how Hong San-su made the poet look like himself: love for simple pleasures, the habit of playing "stone-paper-scissors", creative nature. Because of this, the film feels like a calm conversation between the director and the viewer - as if he does not impose meanings, but simply shares what is important to him.
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