Extremely dense and metaphorical. The script is abstract and prone to interpretation as is every frame in this film.
It's filled with tragedy and depression, sadness and trauma, the perfect ingredients to satisfy the cinematic mind because it's the quintessential human condition, if we boil it down. It's not an easy movie but I cannot stomach one more view in the near future. It needs multiple runs to be fully digested and to get into the thick of it.
Angelopoulos really channels his Fellini and Tarkovsky in this film that speaks volumes about childhood, the importance of parents or parent figures but also about the socio-political situation of Greece itself. The last one I don't feel smart enough to talk about. But it feels about right because this is what this film is about...about feelings, about conveying them through film, not about the script, except for some key moments.