What Do We See When We Look at the Sky?

Sorry, I was so tired of this film after nearly 2 1/2 hours, that I left before it was over. While leaving the theatre, my companion said, " This is absolutely the worst film I've seen in the nearly 30 years that I've been coming to the NY Film Festival."

This was not a good film. It talked about a curse being put upon the leads, but it doesn't say when, or if the curse had been lifted. Or maybe that was during the part that I slept thru.

I knew I was in trouble when, after my second "nap" I woke up to see on the screen "End of Part I".

It seems that the director had a love for the town that the story is set in, as well as the people in the town. But that's not enough to hold my interest.

This was boring and a waste of time.

Composed as a fairy tale and happening in our times in Georgia from Eastern Europe, though not the real Georgia, but an imagined one, where people are benevolent, and dogs are important characters, and all that happens is contemplation of time, love and simplicity. And with the sadness of quiet awareness of the deterioration of environment and political landscapes. A beautiful music score and a good reminder of what art could be when is not in the capitalist discourse.

A magical movie that I will come back to, again and again. After watching the interview of the director I could see that the movie is a mirror of his very kind soul.

Georgia is a hidden gem when it comes to film. What I like is that each one has their own identity rather being a national collective narrative.

Sure, this isn't the best Georgian film (which is "Namme" by Zaza Khalvashi in my opinion) but it has a quite intriguing narrative style (like breaking the 4th wall instructing the audience of how to watch the film) for a love story. And the slow pace is perfect, it's like an ode to Tbilisi.

And for alfiefamily, the curse was spelled 15 minutes in, told by the narrator. That must be a record to fall asleep so fast during a cinema screening.

This is a trivial story so poorly told, and so boring!

They explain everything by using a narrator´s voice over, instead of images, dialogs or actions... reminds me "Glenn or Glenda" by Ed Wood Jr.

The love story? Who knows?...

Suggestion: Early on, go out to the lobby for popcorn ... and keep going. In the European tradition of bad filmmaking, the auteur is caught up intensely in every aspect of creating images, and is totally oblivious of what effect any of it has on an audience. I can imagine a Q&A following a screening consisting mostly of questions like, what were you trying to say with ... ? Followed by a long tortured answer, when the real answer is, "I have no idea." This is strictly a critic's picture, as evidenced by the preponderance of positive professional reviews. For us civilians, not so much. If you're looking to be entertained, watch varnish drying.