Mindörökké

A very conscious and sensitive artist is being wasted by the great Hungarian culture. A professional had to make a film in such a poor conditions as only students have.

Low budget should not be an excuse for a real genius. Here every scene and setting shows determination and unfolds the creative vision. The lengths and cuts are not accidental. The annoyingly long airport scene at the beginning is a good example of this: I simply lost patience, interest, somehow got stuck in my head on a track - and then when I couldn't even pay attention anymore: poof! It made me crazy.

Sensitivity: I'm not talking about the fact that he stepped out in the role of prophet. Many people saw that Putin or one of his successors would attack. That's not so important. A true sensitive creator always creates from what surrounds him. And Hungary has been exactly that for years: the devastated hinterland of a protracted war. From which more and more people are missing. Where the few live a vulnerable life. Where the enemy can somehow turn up at any moment. Where we have become lonely, distrustful, and gather only for defensive equipments, weapons, sandbags, strong cars. Where there is no planning for the future, and we have what falls from the sky. Where neither the past nor the future matters, because all that matters is the now, the forever.