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
