пятница, 6 февраля 2009 г.

"The Island" by Pavel Lungin (feature film with english subs)

Somewhere in Northern Russia in a small Russian Orthodox monastery lives an unusual man whose bizarre conduct confuses his fellow monks, while others who visit the island believe that the man has the power to heal, exorcise demons and foretell the future.
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Crew:
Writer: Dmitry Sobolev
Director: Pavel Lungin
Producers:
Pavel Lungin — main producer
Sergei Shumakov — main producer
Olga Vasilieva — producer
Stage-manager: Andrei Zhegalov
Artistic Directors: Igor Kotsarev, Alexander Tolkachev
Composer: Vladimir Martynov
Sound: Stefan Albine, Vladimir Litrovnik
Montage: Albina Antipenko
Costumes: Ekaterina Dyminskaya

Cast:
Pyotr Mamonov — father Anatoly
Viktor Sukhorukov — father Filaret
Dmitry Dyuzhev — father Iov (Job)
Yuriy Kuznetsov — Tikhon
Viktoriya Isakova — Nastya
Nina Usatova — widow
Jana Esipovich — young woman
Olga Demidova — woman with child
Timofei Tribuntzev — young Anatoly
Aleksei Zelensky — young Tikhon
Grisha Stepunov — child
Sergei Burunov — adjutant

Awards:
2006 — best film at the Moscow Premiere festival.
2007 — Six awards at the fifth national Golden Eagle Awards - "Best film", "Best male support role" (Viktor Suhorukov), "Best male role" (Petr Mamonov), "Best director" (Pavel Lungin), "Best scenario" (Dmitry Sobolev), "Best operator work" (Andrei Zhegalov).
2007 - Nika Awards for Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor, Best Supporting Actor, etc.

© Pavel Lungin Studio, 2006.

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5 комментариев:

Chernevog комментирует...

Looks interesting. Since it is difficult for me to watch at a computer, I just ordered a copy for myself.

lastochka комментирует...

This film became a kind of revelation for me.Sometimes I was afraid that we had lost ourselves after perestroika, our cultural indenity, our spirit.Not because of difficulties, but beacuse of cultivation of western values. I think that this movie can tell much more about Russia,russian orthodoxy tradition, mentality, than lectures or even good books.

Chernevog комментирует...

I am very glad to see that interest in cultural identity has been retained.

One of the things I always found annoying is the way other cultures seem to sort of absorb a lot of western values, which I thought was incorrect. I thought that the ideas that were put forward after the "Great Patriotic War" with regard to "self determination" leaned to much towards a sort of concept of almost insisting that western values, particularly political ones were required for this.

I always felt that this "self determination" should very much be based on a nation or regions historical and cultural norms, not some set of measures that came largely out of western ideas.

I think too much of great value can be lost when there is an insistance on following a sort of cookie cutter model of how a nation or people should be.

One of my favorite movies is Andrei Rublev. It is only loosely based on the life of the painter, but it opened my eyes to a culture that was in one sense, similar to my own background in ways but so dissimilar.

I think that it is good for cultures to hang on to their identities and spirit, especially in modern times. This really has been lost in America. The first generations of people who moved from all over Europe to America kept many of their traditions, but these have been almost completely lost.

I remember my grandmother who was raised Lutheran in Slovakia, but converted to my grandfather's Byzantine Catholic (Uniate) church when she was a very young girl, 16 or so, and all daily religious things she used to do as a part of just daily life. It is very similar to the Orthodox Church in many ways. The At night she used to go from window to window, blessing each one, and sometimes I would find her standing over me praying and blessing me as I was about to fall asleep. It was comforting. Then at Easter she made pysanky. This seemed like magic to me. And the Prostopinije that was sang in the church she attended was something I also liked very much.

No one in my family was taught any of these traditional things,and they have been lost since she passed away 25 years ago and I think we are somehow much poorer for it.

You can read about things like this, but this is not the same thing as seeing them as part of a persons everyday life.

lastochka комментирует...

I also like Tarkovsky's "Andrei Rublev" very much))."The Island" continues the tradition of russian spiritual cinema. I was brought to church only 2-3 times in my childhood, for the first time it happened in my father village Plotnitsa (it was the Polish territory till WW2 so polish became his first native language ).
The second time it was also in countryside big village not far from the Azov sea in Ukraine the motherland of my grandfather from my mom side.Father often called me panenka or shlyahtyanka when I was a child))So, I'm tipycal russian))My parents were quite religuous people.
I was baptized in a Orthodox Church when I was 16 years old and it was my own decision.

Chernevog комментирует...

My grandparents on my fathers side were very religious people. My mother was also very religious. She still attends church and takes communion every day and she is in her 80's. The priest from her church comes to pick her up every day to take her to church and then take her home.

I was expected to go into the priesthood, but when I was younger I didnt have the inclination for this.

Agnosticism or athiesm was a fad here among younger people when I was younger, and it is also a sort of fashion among the better educated as well. I fell into this as a young person as well, but quickly fell out of it. Almost every day I have to listen to people arguing either about beleiving or not beleiving, and I usually say nothing, or just smile and nod my head. Making the point that this is something that is not subject to argument would not be accepted anyway. I remember my first discussions with my grandmother about being "agnostic" as a "rebelious" teenager, and her response was just to bless me more often at night.

My grandmother used to have pet names for me as a child, usually some sort of diminutive of my first name.