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What Do We See When We Look at the Sky?
Asian March Cinema '26 #12: ๐ฌ๐ช Georgia.
What Do We See When We Look at the Sky?
โ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ค๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ด.โ At most, quite clever. Spirited with charm and whimsy, we move through a collection of stories all adjacent in aims to reach collective consciousness. Itโs like a Tati film with a buoyant liveliness. Where Tati looks to stillness and how silliness arises from silence, here, Koberidze looks to the dance of nature. Running water. Leaves in sunlight. Thereโs a symphony that arises in the wind, how it moves through curtains or creaks doors and windows. But we reach the same kind of subtle humors that arise from circumstance mostly found in Tatiโs work. Tati has an architectural approach to building his gags to deliver punchlines but Koberdize collects gestures, a handful of them, to stir humor out of the self. Unfortunately, I donโt think there are enough gestures here to sustain the runtime of the film. You would think character exposition would lay a spine for the rest of the film, but thereโs very little to cling onto. Comparably, Woolfโs Mrs. Dalloway (https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/476702745) comes to mind, but itโs through moving through obvious consciousnesses that allows fluidity to shine through. Directly, something more on the lines of Cusk and her character confessions would better pace this film, but all we get is playfulness. Bored playfulness. Bright playfulness. Itโs a fun run until we get a bit tired, all but to run again, childlike. Thankfully, there are a great handful of shots and editing techniques that shine through to really create a brisk rush. โ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต.โ