Nostalgia

The technical elements are so, so perfect. You feel gripped by the collar the entire time even as it remains static. Mystified, not quite able to separate Tarkovsky’s language into their singular threads of consciousness, yet utterly fascinated by the mode in which he speaks. For once, a film that’ll require far more viewings throughout life to bring yourself closer to Andrei’s own mortality, but without the promise of ever quite knowing or feeling intertwined with all the answers you seek.