Zerkalo

Andrei Tarkovsky (1975)

I parted company with Mirror about halfway through.  I realised that it was largely about memory and, from the point at which a poster for Tarkovsky’s Andrei Rublev appeared, that it might be autobiographical.   There’s a montage of black-and-white newsreel footage of groups of refugee and other children on the receiving end of various twentieth-century wars.  Those images were naturally distressing.  Otherwise, I got nothing from Mirror.   I felt it wouldn’t be fair to the film to sit stupidly staring at the screen for any longer.

27 October 2015