35 seconds ( 9:02- 9.37) of this short film are , for me, the basic motif for see it again and again. For the perfect poetry of death. For the profound clash of ages. For the clear and precise message. A teenager and his circle of fears. An old man and his words. A pool. And the revelation of the essence of life. A film who grow up in its viewer, long time after its end.
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