Is this a reflection of what life is? Are all our desires purposeless to some extent? What do we really have to say for ourselves about how we lived, at the end of our lives? For Aurea, only after she ends up staying in that sandy place she sought to leave the whole time, does she seem even remotely happy.
This is the kind of movie that is beyond the ordinary–poetry of images that allow us to take a telescopic view of the pace our lives, and even, our spirituality and what we hold meaningful. Sometimes meditative, and sometimes surprisingly engrossing in its frenetic frenzy.
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