It’s winter. In this Russian village, the film observes people who wait at bus-stops. In a single, 60-minute long panning shot – with cuts being masqueraded by lanterns and the edges of houses – the camera glides past the waiting people, scanning their faces. From incomplete sentences and snippets of conversation about each and everything, the world of these people emerges.
It’s winter. In this Russian village, the film observes people who wait at bus-stops. In a single, 60-minute long panning shot – with cuts being masqueraded by lanterns and the edges of houses – the camera glides past the waiting people, scanning their faces. From incomplete sentences and snippets of conversation about each and everything, the world of these people emerges.
