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Director's Statement
This is a story which begins from below, as from below rises what one yearns for and then fills with that which breathes without forgetting what it was aspiring to. For if happiness came from above it would greatly grieve those who with open arms have waited long, not to mention the ones who, on the other hand, have patiently worked hard never chancing the leap.
And then facing certain subjects, which measure so many meters, of which we see merely the feet, one feels too low and it serves little to raise our voices if one is not ready to clamber up. And if Happiness is the craft of those who sow smiles, clambering up is certain to be the Art of those who envy the craftsman.
Thus one starts from what one has: one’s own land, experiences, the expectations of relatives and friends, to narrate the dilemma of a life: whether it be nobler to cram into the soul the suggestions and ghosts of an inauspicious city life or to take arms against a sea of feelings and by narrating, end them.
The story begins from a title, chosen by a producer, taken perhaps from a book and then it goes backwards, in search of its author and beyond, in search of inspiration, but then leaves again to talk about the one who is far from the light and thanks only to the awareness of pain, does he decide at last to go seeking him.
Therefore this is the story of a revolution, of a useless journey around one’s own sun, or better still, of a revelation, of what the world is when it ceases to turn. Of how living is just a perception and dying just a manner of change. And every scene, and every selection, and every sign, are impressed on the screen like damage which must be remedied (time: one year), before the sense of things loses sense, loses time and then its scalp.
And while the king loses his sceptre and the people take back the realm, I lose the thread and for rhymes I refer you to the score in which a director’s notes find respite, saving you from this illiterate anxiety.