Lacrimosa dies illa
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus:
Pie Jesu Domine,
Dona eis requiem. Amen.
| Sorry for the three day hiatus. To apologize, I'm uploading something special. You'll love it! Hard to describe the movie in a meaningful way. I think it's about the endless repetition of our daily routine which, eventually, led to the death of each and every feeling we used to express thru our actions. But it's just my interpretation. Produced at Se-Ma-For, the film has been written and directed by Marek Skrobecki with a peculiar technique which uses life size claymation! The soundtrack has been composed by Michał Lorenc, except obviously for the final bit, which is the Lacrimosa from W.A. Mozart's Requiem. | Mi scuso per i tre giorni di pausa. Per farmi perdonare, eccovi qualcosa di davvero speciale! Difficile descrivere il film significativamente. Credo il punto sia la continua ripetizione del nostro quotidiano che, alla fine, porta alla morte di ogni sentimento che solevamo esprimere con le nostre azioni. Ma è solo la mia interpretazione. Prodotto presso Se-Ma-For, il film è stato scritto e diretto da Marek Skrobecki con una peculiare tecnica che impiega claymation a grandezza naturale! La colonna sonora è stata composta da Michał Lorenc, tranne ovviamente per il pezzo finale, la Lacrimosa dal Requiem di W.A. Mozart. |
© Semafor 1992
DOWNLOAD: Scarica dim.
[Format: AVI - Size: 81 MB - Running Time: 10 min.]
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LINK: Visita il sito di Se-ma-for Film Production.
IMDB: Pagina di Dim (1992) - Marek Skrobecki (II)
CODECS: XviD
5 comments:
"I'm uploading something special. You'll love it!" Well that's perked my curiosity.
Maybe it is just me and my guilt but I thought it was about not seeing your parents enough!
Well, it could easily be about both things. Or neither of them! :)
They feed the body, and then they feed the soul. I you see closely, every time the bird comes, it's when they are in bed, and when they touch each other. The bed is under the map of the world. It's where everything happens. The bird comes thought a window, next to a frame without a painting. The window represents feelings, the bird, love. The man feeds this love. The wife takes care of him. Every time the bird of love comes, they are together. If love doesn’t come, they die.
That’s just what I think. I’ve seen this film more than 100 times these past few days.
Congratulations Marek Skrobecki
thanks for sharing your thoughts Jorge!
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