Five

Five views from the shore of the Caspian Sea. Each part captures the motion on the beach differently: wood drifted to the bank, people walking around, dogs playing, sea birds, and a storm raging into the night. A still surface of an insecure depths over which the film floats again and again astonished. Its time descends to the sea, passes differently because of the absence of cuts. A documentary waiting for a detail is absolutely true to the filmed reality, high and low tide of the torn life. Inner experiences flowing over the inward scenes form a unique everlasting reality, the perspective and the film are a single, indivisible act where nothing happens, it’s just life going on. Through this numbness, an abstract image of the sea as an isolated body is created. The endless motion of the visible light is the purpose of the film, its inner purpose attracting the ephemeral looks of those who watch and know that everything changes, everything disappears, only the whole remains. The director dedicated the film to Jasudziro Ozu.