portrait more than interview. confession of a man who know levers of hell more than a portrait. no revelations. only a profound honest self definition. no secrets. only words about a period, about desert of existence, about few of his films and a moment of silence for a great friend of him. a movie who brutally breaks expectations or hopes. because it is far by revelation. it is a form of last will, mark of a special victory frame, a film who not present a director but only remember it. a homage but not in usual manner. to love it is useful to love Parajanov universe in a innocent manner. because, as Pirosmani, he remains a kind of revolutionary for his admirable courage, force, imagination, tears of soul and wise vision about past and future. because he has the science to be only himself, far from masks or cool definitions. a not great documentary. only a necessary one. not to know more about its hero. but for discover crumbs of his work, word and stormy innocence in our pieces of life.
Review of Paradjanov: A Requiem
