And now there is time for some music.
"Piano and the sea" - this is the name of the composition of the "August" group. The music of the first parting is tender, as if woven from the sun's rays... light sadness against the background of the blinding radiance of the waves... the whisper of the sea... gentle breeze... quiet joy... thoughtfulness - such when you put down your eyelashes in half-asleep and through them you see the sky and clouds floating on it - and you are leaving, leaving somewhere...
All the colors of the world are slightly muffled - and louder, louder and louder the impatience of sounds, until, finally, reaching the powerful forte, a huge shaft soars up -
"And suddenly the sea raged,
wave boils after wave"
- and a whole flurry of sounds that suddenly flew in and are already carried away by the air currents... quieter, quieter more and more - the salt of tears on smiling lips... clear light... sunset... silence...
That's why I am so fond of cinema - there is no need for many confusing and, in fact, so few conveying words. Words are a different genre. And here simply the music is playing...
“Music... is like a magic drink. She awakens memories, muffles the sadness of the unfulfilled ", - Fani Ardan,"The woman next door". She is also born in May, her Matilda, maybe that's why?..
So let the music play...
A little bit of music is never bad...
I am writing a story about a man who cannot be forgotten.
I don’t know if I am able to express on paper all the acuteness of the feeling caused by him? The magic of his gaze, the unusual timbre of his voice?
And yet - a reflection of the mystery that surrounds him as an ancient knight is surrounded with the folds of his cloak...
like a majestic monument with an inscription in a long-lost language.