The beauty of the narration of real life, in its bare simplicity
A narration suspended between reality and mental delirium, with scenographies of distorted and distressing landscapes (in my opinion the beauty of this film lies precisely in the creativity of the shapes of the scenographies).
The only aspect that caused me a little boredom concerns the captions, which are too long.
Overall it is a film that catches the viewer, I am not surprised that it was successful at the time.
A story, an ancient thriller still pleasant to watch after a century after its creation.
I use a comparison with literature to describe this mini film: it is a sonnet that praises the tenderness with which childhood observes the world that amazes it at every glance.
The construction of the narrative is not perfect, the story is dragged to the extreme in a too articulated pursuit: on the whole I did not really like this film.
The beauty of fantasy.
I love this saga: it is a source of happiness, of life and keeps hope alive in everything.
Emotionally strong, to the point that the absence of audio is not a lack, but a natural part of the narration.
Nice short film.
A work of art of human emotion, elegant, romantic and ingenious, like every Woody Allen film.