Excerpts from a review written for a class:
Watching Suburban Birds brings to mind the experience of tracing paths I cut through the woods as a child a decade later. The forest is somehow the same but different, the abandoned factory that the forest bordered is now a huge office lot.
The film ends with a brief sequence where two men trek through the woods in search of the blue Sialia Suburbium: the titular suburban bird. While the children stumble upon the bird’s nest carelessly, the two dedicated bird watchers never end up finding it, though one of the men catches a glimpse of children playing through his telescope. The film ultimately poses a question: Is the innocence we took for granted as children lost to us forever?
Excerpts from a review written for a class:
Watching Suburban Birds brings to mind the experience of tracing paths I cut through the woods as a child a decade later. The forest is somehow the same but different, the abandoned factory that the forest bordered is now a huge office lot.
The film ends with a brief sequence where two men trek through the woods in search of the blue Sialia Suburbium: the titular suburban bird. While the children stumble upon the bird’s nest carelessly, the two dedicated bird watchers never end up finding it, though one of the men catches a glimpse of children playing through his telescope. The film ultimately poses a question: Is the innocence we took for granted as children lost to us forever?
