need more bitter meryl streep rhyming “all” with “fall” during the climaxes of the final solos in broadway adaptations
I was NOT expecting to be deeply personally affected by a 3-hour 1960s Russian black and white movie - from a notoriously difficult director - about a 15th century icon painter, but here we are. This was incredible.
"In cinema it is necessary not to explain, but to act upon the viewer's feelings, and the emotion which is awoken is what provokes thought," said Tarkovsky himself in 1962. I am going to take this to heart, and write about what…