#1 - 2021-12-27 20:02
フカ
旅途，边界，放逐。一辆车，一个摄影师朋友在沉默地开着车，在这路上。我时常想，我惟一的家，惟一让我感觉到平静和安心的地方，就是坐在我的朋友身边，他正开着车。车窗开着，风景飞快地掠过。在这些旅途中，影像在脑海里涌现。不需用笔记下来。它们在头脑中产生，伴着它们的轮廓、色彩、调子，常常还有镜头的运动、平衡美感，以及光线......每一次在一团模糊的感觉中开始新的冒险，都是一次新的开始，杂乱无章的情感，向无法言述的事物发动的袭击，去寻找那已经失去的东西，一旦找到又重新失去，又去寻找，循环往复……结束，就是我的开始。"
by Theo Angelopoulos
#2 - 2021-12-27 20:02
フカ
"In recent years," says the genial Angelopoulos, "I've been preoccupied
with ideas about exile and the journey, both exterior and interior-with the
possibility of dreaming in this end-of-the-century world where there's an
absence of dreams. Now, it seems, we just live from day to day, and it's hard
really to believe in something. For me, 'home' is not your house, but a place
where you feel in harmony-which in my case is in a car passing through a
landscape-and what counts is not arriving but the journey itself. So in this
film, the hero's homecoming is also a departure, the beginning of a new
journey.