Enticing, Sugary, Boundless or Songs and Dances About Death (2017) - full transcript
In a delicate and humane manner, this film touches upon a very serious issue: how to stop fearing death while being in love with life. We talk (and laugh) about this subject with the protagonists of this film, modern geniuses and ordinary people from different parts of the world.
More, more, more, more...
That's it!
Hey, who were bringing out that little stuff?
Drag it right here
Note, we also have clouds
That's what I mean, and we need
the clouds to get through here
Exactly
Listen, when are you assembling the mountains?
Do we need all the mountains?
It's written “FOREST” on the front: it's a forest then
No, it's written - 2SR, PR, L
That's what it is
Ok, let’s start to put up those we understood about
I have a friend
He has great wide fields and much livestock
A day will come and my friend will die
And all of his livestock will someday die
I have a brother
He has a big family and many children
A day will come and my brother will die
My father is a great warrior
A day will come and he will die
My mother is the most beautiful woman and she will die
A day will come and I will die
They're coming out
Zaza, I'll meet you by the gate
So let's do a quick sound test
Time...
Well, you know, I'm a composer, I work with time all the time
I mean it's organizing sounds in space and time,
and that's what you're doing as a composer, so...
You know, I was diagnosed with a serious illness about seven months ago
But I have no symptoms
So I feel like... It's a strange situation to be in
Because you feel absolutely fine,
but you're told that you're dying
But... I thought I was going to live forever too
Until the doctor told me
And then... And then
you start to realize it's finite
So, sometimes, when I'm taking a two-hour nap
Because the medications exhaust me sometimes
I feel a little guilty
Because I'll never get those two hours back
That's two hours off of my tab
And sometimes I let a day slip by
when I don't do anything productive
And then I'm thinking, wow I can't believe I did that,
now I let a day slip by
I just assumed that once I got that diagnosis
I would be in a constant state of the present
But it's exhausting to live in the present all the time
I think now it just feels more natural
I've just gone back to my regular life, but with a little bit more urgency
Unfortunately - Fellini
Then, five months later - Masina
Then - Andrei Tarkovsky
Francesco Rosi died two years after Tonino
Look how nicely you are lit up by the sun - it's marvelous!
You know what this is called? This yellow stuff?
Violaciocca
I understood everything.
There is nothing more to understand
We often spoke all night
And at 6 a.m. Fellini called already, so sleep was out of question
Fellini had to tell his dreams
This is my watch, see?
They stopped at precisely that moment
Not at any other moment, you understand
I know, they could've stopped by themselves, but the battery was full
They just did it, and...
I have to be there
And only write: “Tonino”
We didn't get it first... Then... Then...
But he wasn’t afraid to die?
He was
Of course
What's up with this weather, right?
The air is warm
The air contains the scent of all that are blooming in May
The days in May are long enough
They're even longer in June...
But when July comes, you already feel the winter
Because winter is so close
And when September comes... It's done
We will have a sun tomorrow!
Tomorrow?
It would be nice
Well, there is the sun now as well
We just don't see it, because it's behind the clouds
Starting in 1988, when Tonino moved to Pennabilli
I practically lived with him
I woke up and went to Tonino immediately
He would say... Well, where will we go?
We will go where there is NOTHING
I can't find it...
What are you looking for?
A book about the archeological finds of Montefeltro
A magazine or a book?
A book, I remember, it was lying here
There it is!
Ohhh! My little star!
Hello, my love, do you still have a fever?
No
Sit over there
Take off your jacket
Hello, let's play
See how beautiful she is
Don't make faces
Your personalities are so similar...
Whenever I take pictures of her, she always makes
the worst faces in the world
Seriously, now, cut it out!
I cut Tonino's hair and mustache
I'll drink too
I also drink a little wine with you guys
We took walks...
During the daytime, around 3:30 or 4p.m.
We made our way to Casalecchio
Went to a little restaurant there
And we ate papardelle
It’s like tagliatelle, but wider
With wild boar sauce
And boar meat - there on the inside
You should try it
Do you miss him?
It's not as an empty space inside of me, which would be too easy to say
That ravine over there, it's not the entrance to hell,
It’s the entrance to heaven
(whispering) Should we film it or not?
And now, on the 13th, there will be a camping trip in memory of Tonino
Hey, what are you doing there, behind my back?
Get out
Tonino always told me: You are all incorrect
You can never be elegant
And you have to
Accentuate your mistakes
Don't try to be elegant
It comes easily to me
It's not hard at all
You must write all of this down
I love you so much
Sisters
"Beauty hides in mistakes"
Yes - "in mistakes and imperfections"
I want to talk about my close friend, Enrica Antonioni
Oh no
On your birthday
it is me who should be speaking about you
We lived our lives side by side
Because Michelangeo Antonioni and Tonino Guerra
were often together
Not just when they worked together
What does "TO LIVE" mean to you?
To me personally?
It's strange because...
A few days ago, I remembered something
about Michelangelo
He asked me...
It was one of the first questions he ever asked me
Enrica, what is "TO LIVE" to you?
I was 18 years old, and he was 40 years older
I replied...
Life is a dance...
I was 18 years old
A dance? Yes, when you dance...
You dance with different people
In different places
You dance, because...
You want to live!
To live a life, which you don't know yet
You want to experience all aspects of life
Meanwhile they're singing over there...
Today my answer is absolutely different
If Michelangelo asked me today
Enrica, what is life?
I would say, life is like walking up a mountain
Being present in this movement, this constant journey
So you can reach a higher summit, always a higher summit
Listen, could someone also go to
the Tonino Guerra Association. I need the book of the Odyssey
What do you need? The Odyssey book
Yes... but my hair is too dirty
She came from above
Where the almond trees danced
And put a flower between my lips
As my mother had done
When she put the first violet from her flowerpots
Between father's lips
He held it all day there
Flowering between his words
And your lips should tremble
Well, they will tremble for the premiere
He understood what "LIVING" means
This word "LIVING"
What does "LIVING" mean to you?
Not an easy question
It's a hard question, but...
Living is an adventure
To answer what is taking place
To find an answer to everything that happens
To keep going, to keep reacting
Never give up
Exectly - to never give up!
Singing: Those like us never give up!
We must sing after the performance
Definitely! Let it be our hymn!
Give me one...
I like your jacket, I want one too, where did you get it?
I'll copy it, I've been looking for one like it for a while...
Ahh, yes?
Those like us never give up...
Gianni: Those like us don't talk much
Those like uuuuuuuuus
Don't ever speeeeeeeak
Well, my voice has gone
Let me teach you
Those like us never give up...
Go!
Can we go?
Yes, no one coming from this side
What about over there? Go, go...
Come on, you can go
Look at this place I've brought you to
How beautiful it is!
Do you see, how it's beaitiful there?
Over there is Old Mountain
eh, life is beautiful!
Is it?
Tonino made these sketches, you know, kind of his diary
Sketches, all these and...
...was telling me - after I'm gone, when you're bored, look in
I think this is my portrait
There are also Fellini's letters
They're unbelievable
There, Federico writes about "Amarcord"
Dear Tonino, I read the Rex and School episodes
I laughed until I cried, he says, and then writes
Bravo, my little Tonino
...That's it
Enough... I told everything... Enough
Every time he performed, he began with this
It was a motto, understand?
You have always do something for others
Because he believed that this was a meaning of life
To do something for others
It finally let me go, girls, it was hard...
I couldn't cry
Tonino... I never said this to anyone
Tonino... I want to say it now
Tonino - in the latest periods of his life
Searched for abandoned Roman roads,
He wanted to find old people
who lived alone near those roads
To go and talk to them
He would ask: "How do you spend your days?"
He wanted to know if they suffered
If they were afraid of the future
He wasn’t afraid,
But deep inside, Tonino was always afraid of dying,
Always...
We're entering Tuscany
We're in Tuscany already!
Camera - one, one, one
That's not a square over there
Big passé, over the top, the second leg too
I, as an artist, working on this performance
I can't capture the plotline
From beginning to end
So, who is who, what happens because of what, why?
So you come to rehearsal, and you don’t know what happens next?
No. This time - we don't
This is the first time we have to think, what will happen tomorrow?
A beast does not understand what death mean
You slaughter the beast and that is it, it dies
But a person understands when you slaughter him
A person does not want to die
And a beast? What does it know?
Yet it feels, that it coming...
Before the death it becomes...
...aggressive
It feels something, some possibility
that the end is coming
Why does the person live?
So one can multiply
So that the family line may continue
What for to live else?
There he is, my Father
Coming!
Where is their car?
On the mountain
Good day to you
Good day
Well, what's up guys?
My name is Tania
This is Zhenia
Charmed
This is Slava
Take, take, take them
Bring the horse out
Take them
And the little one?
He is coming
Stop, stay!
Do you make a salted cheese?
We do!
Shortly you will taste it
Stay
So?
Let me tell
I wrote many, it's from my volume
Tell me one
Who doesn't know that in Popovka?..
How was it?
How old are you?
I am seventy-four
How old were you when you first sat on a horse?
How old? I was seven
One could be an evil, just like a person
One is obedient, another is not obedient
We do not have black ones, the wolf ate them
The wolf ate them, and now there are no black ones
May God strike you
Why did you not herd?
I did herd, he fled
May God strike you
What about my son? He is fool as hell
Forgive me, what fuckery there be
He drinks, he drinks his whole life
He drinks his whole life
Had two wives, one left, second one left
There is no one for me to count on
What young people we have, my father chanted
Our son, like an acorn, is already a burden
What, pray tell, disgusts you about youth?
What's it to do with the acorn? Mother chants
What's it to do with the acorn?
Coldly father stares, the words fly from his lips
Don't you know, from an acorn an oak will spring?
Do I sing it right?
How old is this house, how long have you lived here?
The house is a century old
I have lived here for 40 years
Forty two, second
But you are not lonely here?
The winter is mighty lonely, but otherwise...
I have a wife, a woman
And where?
She will come from the village, in spring, the month of May
Right now, it's +1 degree Celsius in the capital
Ukrainian radio continues its broadcast
from the Parliament session hall
Colleagues
Colleagues...
The microphone was turned off, this wasn't part of the speech,
The next draft resolution concerns canceling
the Ukrainian Parliament resolution
of October 6, 2016 - 32, 12, DP1
Everyone who supports this resolution in general, I ask you to vote
Please, let us vote
57 vote "yes", the resolution has not passed
It doesn’t want... That's how you load it... Right, right
Right, let us tie it
Do it, one-two
Take it... So very heavy
Yes it is heavy, so what?
This one goes differently, Yurka, put the front here
Front ahead
We have not thought how we would die
But if you do think about it? Are you afraid?
When the candle burns down, that is when we die
Anything could happened... A horse can kick you
a sick dog can bite you
And that is it... You die
The coffin and that's it...
And in you go - to the hole, they dig the hole, they cover it, and so
So you think, there is nothing there? That if you die, that's it?
That's it
What if you knew you had only one day left?
What would you do that day?
I would live well
What does "WELL" mean?
It means - well
I would buy food, I would make myself full on my last day
And that is it
And then the candle burns down, and in you go
When you were young
How did it go with the boys?
Many boys admire you?
Who? The boys?
Yes, when you were young
I had the one man only ever
Then I had two daughters, and that was that
Those are all my men
Those are all my men
My husband is dead for twenty years now
And so alone am I
Alone in this house I live, I work, I spin
I do it to live tgrough my days
I will say a truth
I do not know for how am I going to live
Will I live to see the evening, will I see tomorrow?
Or for how long?
My husband started to...
There, where we keep a wood
He went to mow down the field
He mowed from there, where we feed the animals
My daughter's son, he was fileding with him
He was about five yers old
I walked to the sun, to milk the cow, up there
He comes running like "Grandma, come, Grandpa Kisiv fell"
I come running, but it is over
His eyes flung open, so is his mouth
All that’s left of grandpa
He lies dead
I do not know, did he have time to mow from
the well to the barn... Dead
He did not tell me he was going to die
He was not ill, all was well
But he died, and that is it
Later, when I die, that is how I will also be
They will take me to the village, they will put me in a hole
And this house will stand empty, nobody to inhabit in
My sister has two sons. We have three children, I mean I do...
Do any of them go to school?
Sasha goes, Tanya goes, Vitaly is educated at home
How do they go to school? Isn't it far?
They go on foot, through the forest
There is a road
Are you not afraid, that they go alone through the woods?
I am afraid, the wolves tread there
How frightening... Yes
It would scared the death out of me, I swear
Well, It's prohibited to kill the wolves
They cannot be shot here
If it were legal, we will shoot them all
My daughter walked alone to day
That frightens me
She walks out of the house, and who knows,
if she return alive or not
A wolf on the road may eat her, he may not, I do not know that
This night two gave birth
I will pick them up now
This night? Whoa!
This is how you pull it on
Now it is on a safety catch
Where the wolf treads, you put it on the prints he leaves
So his paw is caught
Like so and - so
And it will be dragged by him
Until he is worn down
So that he is exhausted
For if you tie him down in place
He will chew off his own paw and walk on three
I had it happen to two, they walked away without a paw
Nobody has ever or will ever escape death
You blink and it's over
And you are not afraid?
Me - no
Nothing to fear there
We all die
We had a president who wanted to conquer our country
and maybe not to die
He wanted to conquer Ukraine,
but had to ran to a different country
But he will have to die too one day
For where will he go?... To death
Dying is...
If you are born, you die, that is all
Fuck, father, you're a right criminal
That president have to see it
Actually, a lot is happening around you every day
To notice that moment, that's important
When it's raining, you may not notice it
because it's rained for three days straight
And then, in a single moment
You pay specific attention to this rain
You see the raindrops, you see this thing
It's three seconds, but they genuinely touch you, yeah?
You let yourself experience every little detail
And what if it's a flower?
There are a million flowers around
And you shift gears - and oh, a flower, and it grows so interestingly
Everything around stops being important, your attention is all there
So you made shoes for famous people too?
For women and for men?
Yes, yes, there were lots of them...
The last time I made 125 pairs
For the Bolshoi Theater
I had a soloist from Azerbaijan
She brought her old shoes over
And asked for a pair just like them
But I understood right away, that she was very prideful
How did you understand this?
Well, by her shoes
Shoes tell everything about a person
Show me any pair of shoes, and I will tell you everything
about their wearer, their personality, what kind of a person they are
Shoes do not lie, it's people who lie
That's the kind of trade I'm in
Pass this along
Excuse me, respect to you
What do these shoes tell you?
Well, these shoes are very...
...Old
But it looks as they were never worn though
How can a person live like that?
How can one live that kind of life?
My father lived as he could,
and maybe was happier than many others
I don't like it when I immediately start to...
...think of the end result
I don't know what will happen
This morning, I didn't know what I would draw
Then I remembered this sketch
And it's like a reincarnation, because on this canvas
There was a drawing of an old factory
I turned the drawing around and began this
I don't erase all of the traces
I want... this, for example...
This girl is looking down, skyscrapers here, right?
And I need this theme, and then another one
As if I'm sorry to cover everything with a new layer
I leave it... So like in life, you let something remain,
but some memories you erase completely
I tell him, what don't I have? I have enough of everything
No food or wine deficit, my clothes are all OK
As for apples - I have a ton of those
What a great ball
Oh, it will be a very heavy one
It should be 16 kilograms
Too heavy would be bad, we won't be able to pick it up
That's why it should be 16 kilograms exactly
Maybe we can make it lighter?
If it's too light, it will fly away from a single kick
16 means 16
So you can bear witness to this many times,
so you can grow stronger
So you can be happy, be fruitful, can evolve
So you never lack for kindness and happiness
Let the Almighty Jesus Christ help you
Wait, drink some wine
It's not good to lie to a priest
To Georgia!
To Ukraine!
To Italy!
I'm really Italian, I'm not joking
I'm not surprised
Your neighbor was Italian or something?
No, the neighbor had nothing to do with it
Let's fill it up and have everyone drink
What are you talking about, it will hold a lot
OK, quiet everyone, what the priest does
is what everyone must to do as well
Sure, we've taken communion already, so it's OK to die
Those who have been to confession, can drink
I've confessed, so I can drink
...Those no longer afraid of death
A difficult fight awaits us
What fight? Our village needs to win definitely
...We aren't as many as the enemy, we must be sly
I don't know how, somebody needs to distract them
Three Gurian brothers worked in a wheat field
Their work was going well, and so they sang
I love dirt
When from this dirt I step out to a clean color
Most of the time this clean color is
blue, ultramarine
Sky blue
I think that blue has a depth
Dirt does not
This dirt is like chaos
From there I go to clean lines and beauty
But first I must emerge from the chaos
When he came home...
so he walks in like that
And somehow he feels it,
that there is something new on the easel
I'm standing there too, and I'm interested, of course
Not interested in what he will say, but in the facial expression
he will have, when he looks
Nico, what do you think, is it a good likeness?
Well, you can recognize that it's me
What?
Hilarous! There is no wine, and you brought water
Wine, wine, wine
Isn't wine your job today?
Why are you checking up on what's in my hands?
Water was brought instead of wine, how can you not laugh
If our hosts don't have wine, they should have said so,
we would have brought it ourselves
OK, the wine was in the fridge, I didn't want it to get warm
Oh, now the host is looking for an excuse
Finally, at last
Daddy, but you said it would be a very small get-together
Let's go, I'll introduce you to the film crew
If you were singing your last song ever,
which one would you choose?
The last one ever?
It's a question like...
The last song?
I feel that you no longer think of me, my love
This is an open get-together, if anyone wants to say something
you can ask for permission and say it
Greetings to you all
Good health to you, my dear
I want to tell you about our friend, who was more than a friend
Giorgi Beridze was
Director of Photography
He began this film with us
Unfortunately, Giorgi has left us... unfortunately
It has come to pass that Giorgi is not with us today
And I hope...
I hope a day will come when we will meet again
Of course you will meet
You can't escape from that day
Good health to you! In memory of Giorgi!
Thank you, good health to you
We would like to commemorate with a song your friend,
who is our friend as well now
Our life is like twilight
The farther you go, the darker it grows
What is our life?
It will fly away like a bird
What is our life?
Like a bird it will fly away
And night will come quicker than you expect
And my life, like a bird, will fly away as well
What is our life?
Like a bird It will fly away
And grass will cover up again the place where we lived
But the grass will grow green again also after us
For someone the day is shorter
Even if you believed that the way is still long to go
The rifle will be chewed through by rust, not earth
And the life of the human heart is made shorter by grief
Bottomless death will come
And it will disarm you in a second, no sense in resisting
And the other plot
Tania is filming mom, who's gathering strawberries
We're not doing a close-up?
You know what was hard?
He was always coming and going, coming and going
When you want to say something to the person you're close to
Give him more hugs, spend more time with him
And there is always no time,
And suddenly you understand, it's over
Nobody can take anything with them to the world beyond
Nobody can take anything with them
Because nobody has ever done it till now
My poem, my poem
I must say to you
I may die, but my poem will remain as a memory of me
The world will rejoice and suffer
will love and will part ways
All will sing
Even as I rot in a grave
On August 17, my father died
The heat was terrible - everything around on fire
My dead father is lying in the middle of the room
And my mother, she is a fat woman
Is that like a very important detail?
Let me finish
So, it's hot, my mother is sitting next to my dead father
Here are my sisters, my daughters-in-law
And everyone is weeping hysterically,
you know, as we use to do here
Mom was... red all over
Mom takes out her hankerchief and wipes herself
And the dead man is right there
Yes, her husband is lying there dead
Mom is wiping away sweat, she can't handle it anymore
Hey, she asks my sister
When will the funeral take place already?
Now, this is happening on Monday
On Saturday, my sister says
Mom begins to count - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Oh, she says, by that point, you will bury me with him
That's how hot it was - she said that we will all die this way
She wasn't worried about my father any more, she worried about herself
My father was paralyzed
He was afraid of death
That's why he slept during the day,
and stayed up at night, so he wouldn't die
Tamuna, what is your favorite word in Georgian?
You want me to say it in Georgian?
Yes
სივრცეში
სივრცეში
Space?
If our dad were here, what would you say?
We would go eat ice cream
Let's put up some clouds?
Hey, where is the shore going to be?
Wherever we put it
That's it!
Hey, who were bringing out that little stuff?
Drag it right here
Note, we also have clouds
That's what I mean, and we need
the clouds to get through here
Exactly
Listen, when are you assembling the mountains?
Do we need all the mountains?
It's written “FOREST” on the front: it's a forest then
No, it's written - 2SR, PR, L
That's what it is
Ok, let’s start to put up those we understood about
I have a friend
He has great wide fields and much livestock
A day will come and my friend will die
And all of his livestock will someday die
I have a brother
He has a big family and many children
A day will come and my brother will die
My father is a great warrior
A day will come and he will die
My mother is the most beautiful woman and she will die
A day will come and I will die
They're coming out
Zaza, I'll meet you by the gate
So let's do a quick sound test
Time...
Well, you know, I'm a composer, I work with time all the time
I mean it's organizing sounds in space and time,
and that's what you're doing as a composer, so...
You know, I was diagnosed with a serious illness about seven months ago
But I have no symptoms
So I feel like... It's a strange situation to be in
Because you feel absolutely fine,
but you're told that you're dying
But... I thought I was going to live forever too
Until the doctor told me
And then... And then
you start to realize it's finite
So, sometimes, when I'm taking a two-hour nap
Because the medications exhaust me sometimes
I feel a little guilty
Because I'll never get those two hours back
That's two hours off of my tab
And sometimes I let a day slip by
when I don't do anything productive
And then I'm thinking, wow I can't believe I did that,
now I let a day slip by
I just assumed that once I got that diagnosis
I would be in a constant state of the present
But it's exhausting to live in the present all the time
I think now it just feels more natural
I've just gone back to my regular life, but with a little bit more urgency
Unfortunately - Fellini
Then, five months later - Masina
Then - Andrei Tarkovsky
Francesco Rosi died two years after Tonino
Look how nicely you are lit up by the sun - it's marvelous!
You know what this is called? This yellow stuff?
Violaciocca
I understood everything.
There is nothing more to understand
We often spoke all night
And at 6 a.m. Fellini called already, so sleep was out of question
Fellini had to tell his dreams
This is my watch, see?
They stopped at precisely that moment
Not at any other moment, you understand
I know, they could've stopped by themselves, but the battery was full
They just did it, and...
I have to be there
And only write: “Tonino”
We didn't get it first... Then... Then...
But he wasn’t afraid to die?
He was
Of course
What's up with this weather, right?
The air is warm
The air contains the scent of all that are blooming in May
The days in May are long enough
They're even longer in June...
But when July comes, you already feel the winter
Because winter is so close
And when September comes... It's done
We will have a sun tomorrow!
Tomorrow?
It would be nice
Well, there is the sun now as well
We just don't see it, because it's behind the clouds
Starting in 1988, when Tonino moved to Pennabilli
I practically lived with him
I woke up and went to Tonino immediately
He would say... Well, where will we go?
We will go where there is NOTHING
I can't find it...
What are you looking for?
A book about the archeological finds of Montefeltro
A magazine or a book?
A book, I remember, it was lying here
There it is!
Ohhh! My little star!
Hello, my love, do you still have a fever?
No
Sit over there
Take off your jacket
Hello, let's play
See how beautiful she is
Don't make faces
Your personalities are so similar...
Whenever I take pictures of her, she always makes
the worst faces in the world
Seriously, now, cut it out!
I cut Tonino's hair and mustache
I'll drink too
I also drink a little wine with you guys
We took walks...
During the daytime, around 3:30 or 4p.m.
We made our way to Casalecchio
Went to a little restaurant there
And we ate papardelle
It’s like tagliatelle, but wider
With wild boar sauce
And boar meat - there on the inside
You should try it
Do you miss him?
It's not as an empty space inside of me, which would be too easy to say
That ravine over there, it's not the entrance to hell,
It’s the entrance to heaven
(whispering) Should we film it or not?
And now, on the 13th, there will be a camping trip in memory of Tonino
Hey, what are you doing there, behind my back?
Get out
Tonino always told me: You are all incorrect
You can never be elegant
And you have to
Accentuate your mistakes
Don't try to be elegant
It comes easily to me
It's not hard at all
You must write all of this down
I love you so much
Sisters
"Beauty hides in mistakes"
Yes - "in mistakes and imperfections"
I want to talk about my close friend, Enrica Antonioni
Oh no
On your birthday
it is me who should be speaking about you
We lived our lives side by side
Because Michelangeo Antonioni and Tonino Guerra
were often together
Not just when they worked together
What does "TO LIVE" mean to you?
To me personally?
It's strange because...
A few days ago, I remembered something
about Michelangelo
He asked me...
It was one of the first questions he ever asked me
Enrica, what is "TO LIVE" to you?
I was 18 years old, and he was 40 years older
I replied...
Life is a dance...
I was 18 years old
A dance? Yes, when you dance...
You dance with different people
In different places
You dance, because...
You want to live!
To live a life, which you don't know yet
You want to experience all aspects of life
Meanwhile they're singing over there...
Today my answer is absolutely different
If Michelangelo asked me today
Enrica, what is life?
I would say, life is like walking up a mountain
Being present in this movement, this constant journey
So you can reach a higher summit, always a higher summit
Listen, could someone also go to
the Tonino Guerra Association. I need the book of the Odyssey
What do you need? The Odyssey book
Yes... but my hair is too dirty
She came from above
Where the almond trees danced
And put a flower between my lips
As my mother had done
When she put the first violet from her flowerpots
Between father's lips
He held it all day there
Flowering between his words
And your lips should tremble
Well, they will tremble for the premiere
He understood what "LIVING" means
This word "LIVING"
What does "LIVING" mean to you?
Not an easy question
It's a hard question, but...
Living is an adventure
To answer what is taking place
To find an answer to everything that happens
To keep going, to keep reacting
Never give up
Exectly - to never give up!
Singing: Those like us never give up!
We must sing after the performance
Definitely! Let it be our hymn!
Give me one...
I like your jacket, I want one too, where did you get it?
I'll copy it, I've been looking for one like it for a while...
Ahh, yes?
Those like us never give up...
Gianni: Those like us don't talk much
Those like uuuuuuuuus
Don't ever speeeeeeeak
Well, my voice has gone
Let me teach you
Those like us never give up...
Go!
Can we go?
Yes, no one coming from this side
What about over there? Go, go...
Come on, you can go
Look at this place I've brought you to
How beautiful it is!
Do you see, how it's beaitiful there?
Over there is Old Mountain
eh, life is beautiful!
Is it?
Tonino made these sketches, you know, kind of his diary
Sketches, all these and...
...was telling me - after I'm gone, when you're bored, look in
I think this is my portrait
There are also Fellini's letters
They're unbelievable
There, Federico writes about "Amarcord"
Dear Tonino, I read the Rex and School episodes
I laughed until I cried, he says, and then writes
Bravo, my little Tonino
...That's it
Enough... I told everything... Enough
Every time he performed, he began with this
It was a motto, understand?
You have always do something for others
Because he believed that this was a meaning of life
To do something for others
It finally let me go, girls, it was hard...
I couldn't cry
Tonino... I never said this to anyone
Tonino... I want to say it now
Tonino - in the latest periods of his life
Searched for abandoned Roman roads,
He wanted to find old people
who lived alone near those roads
To go and talk to them
He would ask: "How do you spend your days?"
He wanted to know if they suffered
If they were afraid of the future
He wasn’t afraid,
But deep inside, Tonino was always afraid of dying,
Always...
We're entering Tuscany
We're in Tuscany already!
Camera - one, one, one
That's not a square over there
Big passé, over the top, the second leg too
I, as an artist, working on this performance
I can't capture the plotline
From beginning to end
So, who is who, what happens because of what, why?
So you come to rehearsal, and you don’t know what happens next?
No. This time - we don't
This is the first time we have to think, what will happen tomorrow?
A beast does not understand what death mean
You slaughter the beast and that is it, it dies
But a person understands when you slaughter him
A person does not want to die
And a beast? What does it know?
Yet it feels, that it coming...
Before the death it becomes...
...aggressive
It feels something, some possibility
that the end is coming
Why does the person live?
So one can multiply
So that the family line may continue
What for to live else?
There he is, my Father
Coming!
Where is their car?
On the mountain
Good day to you
Good day
Well, what's up guys?
My name is Tania
This is Zhenia
Charmed
This is Slava
Take, take, take them
Bring the horse out
Take them
And the little one?
He is coming
Stop, stay!
Do you make a salted cheese?
We do!
Shortly you will taste it
Stay
So?
Let me tell
I wrote many, it's from my volume
Tell me one
Who doesn't know that in Popovka?..
How was it?
How old are you?
I am seventy-four
How old were you when you first sat on a horse?
How old? I was seven
One could be an evil, just like a person
One is obedient, another is not obedient
We do not have black ones, the wolf ate them
The wolf ate them, and now there are no black ones
May God strike you
Why did you not herd?
I did herd, he fled
May God strike you
What about my son? He is fool as hell
Forgive me, what fuckery there be
He drinks, he drinks his whole life
He drinks his whole life
Had two wives, one left, second one left
There is no one for me to count on
What young people we have, my father chanted
Our son, like an acorn, is already a burden
What, pray tell, disgusts you about youth?
What's it to do with the acorn? Mother chants
What's it to do with the acorn?
Coldly father stares, the words fly from his lips
Don't you know, from an acorn an oak will spring?
Do I sing it right?
How old is this house, how long have you lived here?
The house is a century old
I have lived here for 40 years
Forty two, second
But you are not lonely here?
The winter is mighty lonely, but otherwise...
I have a wife, a woman
And where?
She will come from the village, in spring, the month of May
Right now, it's +1 degree Celsius in the capital
Ukrainian radio continues its broadcast
from the Parliament session hall
Colleagues
Colleagues...
The microphone was turned off, this wasn't part of the speech,
The next draft resolution concerns canceling
the Ukrainian Parliament resolution
of October 6, 2016 - 32, 12, DP1
Everyone who supports this resolution in general, I ask you to vote
Please, let us vote
57 vote "yes", the resolution has not passed
It doesn’t want... That's how you load it... Right, right
Right, let us tie it
Do it, one-two
Take it... So very heavy
Yes it is heavy, so what?
This one goes differently, Yurka, put the front here
Front ahead
We have not thought how we would die
But if you do think about it? Are you afraid?
When the candle burns down, that is when we die
Anything could happened... A horse can kick you
a sick dog can bite you
And that is it... You die
The coffin and that's it...
And in you go - to the hole, they dig the hole, they cover it, and so
So you think, there is nothing there? That if you die, that's it?
That's it
What if you knew you had only one day left?
What would you do that day?
I would live well
What does "WELL" mean?
It means - well
I would buy food, I would make myself full on my last day
And that is it
And then the candle burns down, and in you go
When you were young
How did it go with the boys?
Many boys admire you?
Who? The boys?
Yes, when you were young
I had the one man only ever
Then I had two daughters, and that was that
Those are all my men
Those are all my men
My husband is dead for twenty years now
And so alone am I
Alone in this house I live, I work, I spin
I do it to live tgrough my days
I will say a truth
I do not know for how am I going to live
Will I live to see the evening, will I see tomorrow?
Or for how long?
My husband started to...
There, where we keep a wood
He went to mow down the field
He mowed from there, where we feed the animals
My daughter's son, he was fileding with him
He was about five yers old
I walked to the sun, to milk the cow, up there
He comes running like "Grandma, come, Grandpa Kisiv fell"
I come running, but it is over
His eyes flung open, so is his mouth
All that’s left of grandpa
He lies dead
I do not know, did he have time to mow from
the well to the barn... Dead
He did not tell me he was going to die
He was not ill, all was well
But he died, and that is it
Later, when I die, that is how I will also be
They will take me to the village, they will put me in a hole
And this house will stand empty, nobody to inhabit in
My sister has two sons. We have three children, I mean I do...
Do any of them go to school?
Sasha goes, Tanya goes, Vitaly is educated at home
How do they go to school? Isn't it far?
They go on foot, through the forest
There is a road
Are you not afraid, that they go alone through the woods?
I am afraid, the wolves tread there
How frightening... Yes
It would scared the death out of me, I swear
Well, It's prohibited to kill the wolves
They cannot be shot here
If it were legal, we will shoot them all
My daughter walked alone to day
That frightens me
She walks out of the house, and who knows,
if she return alive or not
A wolf on the road may eat her, he may not, I do not know that
This night two gave birth
I will pick them up now
This night? Whoa!
This is how you pull it on
Now it is on a safety catch
Where the wolf treads, you put it on the prints he leaves
So his paw is caught
Like so and - so
And it will be dragged by him
Until he is worn down
So that he is exhausted
For if you tie him down in place
He will chew off his own paw and walk on three
I had it happen to two, they walked away without a paw
Nobody has ever or will ever escape death
You blink and it's over
And you are not afraid?
Me - no
Nothing to fear there
We all die
We had a president who wanted to conquer our country
and maybe not to die
He wanted to conquer Ukraine,
but had to ran to a different country
But he will have to die too one day
For where will he go?... To death
Dying is...
If you are born, you die, that is all
Fuck, father, you're a right criminal
That president have to see it
Actually, a lot is happening around you every day
To notice that moment, that's important
When it's raining, you may not notice it
because it's rained for three days straight
And then, in a single moment
You pay specific attention to this rain
You see the raindrops, you see this thing
It's three seconds, but they genuinely touch you, yeah?
You let yourself experience every little detail
And what if it's a flower?
There are a million flowers around
And you shift gears - and oh, a flower, and it grows so interestingly
Everything around stops being important, your attention is all there
So you made shoes for famous people too?
For women and for men?
Yes, yes, there were lots of them...
The last time I made 125 pairs
For the Bolshoi Theater
I had a soloist from Azerbaijan
She brought her old shoes over
And asked for a pair just like them
But I understood right away, that she was very prideful
How did you understand this?
Well, by her shoes
Shoes tell everything about a person
Show me any pair of shoes, and I will tell you everything
about their wearer, their personality, what kind of a person they are
Shoes do not lie, it's people who lie
That's the kind of trade I'm in
Pass this along
Excuse me, respect to you
What do these shoes tell you?
Well, these shoes are very...
...Old
But it looks as they were never worn though
How can a person live like that?
How can one live that kind of life?
My father lived as he could,
and maybe was happier than many others
I don't like it when I immediately start to...
...think of the end result
I don't know what will happen
This morning, I didn't know what I would draw
Then I remembered this sketch
And it's like a reincarnation, because on this canvas
There was a drawing of an old factory
I turned the drawing around and began this
I don't erase all of the traces
I want... this, for example...
This girl is looking down, skyscrapers here, right?
And I need this theme, and then another one
As if I'm sorry to cover everything with a new layer
I leave it... So like in life, you let something remain,
but some memories you erase completely
I tell him, what don't I have? I have enough of everything
No food or wine deficit, my clothes are all OK
As for apples - I have a ton of those
What a great ball
Oh, it will be a very heavy one
It should be 16 kilograms
Too heavy would be bad, we won't be able to pick it up
That's why it should be 16 kilograms exactly
Maybe we can make it lighter?
If it's too light, it will fly away from a single kick
16 means 16
So you can bear witness to this many times,
so you can grow stronger
So you can be happy, be fruitful, can evolve
So you never lack for kindness and happiness
Let the Almighty Jesus Christ help you
Wait, drink some wine
It's not good to lie to a priest
To Georgia!
To Ukraine!
To Italy!
I'm really Italian, I'm not joking
I'm not surprised
Your neighbor was Italian or something?
No, the neighbor had nothing to do with it
Let's fill it up and have everyone drink
What are you talking about, it will hold a lot
OK, quiet everyone, what the priest does
is what everyone must to do as well
Sure, we've taken communion already, so it's OK to die
Those who have been to confession, can drink
I've confessed, so I can drink
...Those no longer afraid of death
A difficult fight awaits us
What fight? Our village needs to win definitely
...We aren't as many as the enemy, we must be sly
I don't know how, somebody needs to distract them
Three Gurian brothers worked in a wheat field
Their work was going well, and so they sang
I love dirt
When from this dirt I step out to a clean color
Most of the time this clean color is
blue, ultramarine
Sky blue
I think that blue has a depth
Dirt does not
This dirt is like chaos
From there I go to clean lines and beauty
But first I must emerge from the chaos
When he came home...
so he walks in like that
And somehow he feels it,
that there is something new on the easel
I'm standing there too, and I'm interested, of course
Not interested in what he will say, but in the facial expression
he will have, when he looks
Nico, what do you think, is it a good likeness?
Well, you can recognize that it's me
What?
Hilarous! There is no wine, and you brought water
Wine, wine, wine
Isn't wine your job today?
Why are you checking up on what's in my hands?
Water was brought instead of wine, how can you not laugh
If our hosts don't have wine, they should have said so,
we would have brought it ourselves
OK, the wine was in the fridge, I didn't want it to get warm
Oh, now the host is looking for an excuse
Finally, at last
Daddy, but you said it would be a very small get-together
Let's go, I'll introduce you to the film crew
If you were singing your last song ever,
which one would you choose?
The last one ever?
It's a question like...
The last song?
I feel that you no longer think of me, my love
This is an open get-together, if anyone wants to say something
you can ask for permission and say it
Greetings to you all
Good health to you, my dear
I want to tell you about our friend, who was more than a friend
Giorgi Beridze was
Director of Photography
He began this film with us
Unfortunately, Giorgi has left us... unfortunately
It has come to pass that Giorgi is not with us today
And I hope...
I hope a day will come when we will meet again
Of course you will meet
You can't escape from that day
Good health to you! In memory of Giorgi!
Thank you, good health to you
We would like to commemorate with a song your friend,
who is our friend as well now
Our life is like twilight
The farther you go, the darker it grows
What is our life?
It will fly away like a bird
What is our life?
Like a bird it will fly away
And night will come quicker than you expect
And my life, like a bird, will fly away as well
What is our life?
Like a bird It will fly away
And grass will cover up again the place where we lived
But the grass will grow green again also after us
For someone the day is shorter
Even if you believed that the way is still long to go
The rifle will be chewed through by rust, not earth
And the life of the human heart is made shorter by grief
Bottomless death will come
And it will disarm you in a second, no sense in resisting
And the other plot
Tania is filming mom, who's gathering strawberries
We're not doing a close-up?
You know what was hard?
He was always coming and going, coming and going
When you want to say something to the person you're close to
Give him more hugs, spend more time with him
And there is always no time,
And suddenly you understand, it's over
Nobody can take anything with them to the world beyond
Nobody can take anything with them
Because nobody has ever done it till now
My poem, my poem
I must say to you
I may die, but my poem will remain as a memory of me
The world will rejoice and suffer
will love and will part ways
All will sing
Even as I rot in a grave
On August 17, my father died
The heat was terrible - everything around on fire
My dead father is lying in the middle of the room
And my mother, she is a fat woman
Is that like a very important detail?
Let me finish
So, it's hot, my mother is sitting next to my dead father
Here are my sisters, my daughters-in-law
And everyone is weeping hysterically,
you know, as we use to do here
Mom was... red all over
Mom takes out her hankerchief and wipes herself
And the dead man is right there
Yes, her husband is lying there dead
Mom is wiping away sweat, she can't handle it anymore
Hey, she asks my sister
When will the funeral take place already?
Now, this is happening on Monday
On Saturday, my sister says
Mom begins to count - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Oh, she says, by that point, you will bury me with him
That's how hot it was - she said that we will all die this way
She wasn't worried about my father any more, she worried about herself
My father was paralyzed
He was afraid of death
That's why he slept during the day,
and stayed up at night, so he wouldn't die
Tamuna, what is your favorite word in Georgian?
You want me to say it in Georgian?
Yes
სივრცეში
სივრცეში
Space?
If our dad were here, what would you say?
We would go eat ice cream
Let's put up some clouds?
Hey, where is the shore going to be?
Wherever we put it