Calvin Kemph 🤠’s review published on Letterboxd:
Ivan’s Childhood is the rain pouring over an apple as we pass by a forest of white trees. It’s existence as ambience. The chaos and dirt of life, intrinsically linked with its environment, which produces rainfall and by consequence endless forests of trees. There is the magic of cinema in it: a truly captivating soundscape, life reimagined at 24 FPS, as organic as nature. I did not expect simple compound beauty from Tarkovsky, black and white that feels vivid and alive on the screen. This points to a far more compelling journey ahead than I have reasonably packed for. It’s just astonishing, how deep the whites and blacks are, how they are lifted from the screen by the sound. The technical audiovisual mastery of Tarkovsky in full effect and so early-on.