Avatar for the comrades.
Things are so dark and full of uncertainty right now, I enjoyed sitting in a theater and watching things all work out the way they should. I literally squealed with delight over those baby creepers.
This remains a perfect movie. Stray observations on this rewatch:
- still love that there are no men. When Marianne walks into the kitchen and the boy is eating there it is so jarring. You really feel the dream has ended.
- the shot when they all pop up in the beach grass!
- the landscape and the house do not get enough love. I am obsessed.
- I am also obsessed with the candlesticks and little bits of wick…