This is one enjoyably weird film. Knowing nothing of it beforehand, I soon figured out that I was watching a dramatized epic about the germ of Soviet society. But what if there wouldn't have been subtitles? Then I probably would have thought I was a spectator of a really freaked out ghost story.
Farmer horror, that's what it is. Ecstatic, possessed faces. Heroes turning into loony madmen, dancing like überhappy drunks. A widow naked, gone crazy with unutterable despair. People sliding off the roofs of their farmhouses, collectively shouting 'it is here!' But what is here? The new Messiah? The ultimate truth? Zombie heaven?
No, just good ol' plain communist pizazz.
Farmer horror, that's what it is. Ecstatic, possessed faces. Heroes turning into loony madmen, dancing like überhappy drunks. A widow naked, gone crazy with unutterable despair. People sliding off the roofs of their farmhouses, collectively shouting 'it is here!' But what is here? The new Messiah? The ultimate truth? Zombie heaven?
No, just good ol' plain communist pizazz.