It seems these days they everything has to be spelled out in black and white for the general public to understand it. This accounts for the predictable offerings from Hollywood, which seem to entertain the masses, but fail to challenge their minds or evoke catharsis; and are quickly forgotten. Why is it that imagery and symbolism are so often lost; does it all have to be spelled out word for word? When it gets to that point, we might as well chuck every known work of art into coal fired power plants.
This film, so beautifully done, simply attempts to express the feeling we all have at some point, the realization that death, in relation at least to life on our earth, is final. There were never going to be enough batteries to bring Robin back. He wasn't really in hibernation, he was gone. Sure we figure out what happened to him. That wasn't the point.
So often I find that there aren't word combinations the adequately describe my deepest emotions. This film drove right to heart of this one, and immediately put me in touch with my own similar moment. I remember the futility of that feeling, the void that was left and wondering if it would ever be filled. A+ for this one.
This film, so beautifully done, simply attempts to express the feeling we all have at some point, the realization that death, in relation at least to life on our earth, is final. There were never going to be enough batteries to bring Robin back. He wasn't really in hibernation, he was gone. Sure we figure out what happened to him. That wasn't the point.
So often I find that there aren't word combinations the adequately describe my deepest emotions. This film drove right to heart of this one, and immediately put me in touch with my own similar moment. I remember the futility of that feeling, the void that was left and wondering if it would ever be filled. A+ for this one.