The plot of the book is built around Matilda's retrospective look at a life that has been filled with pain and loneliness. It seems she herself consciously chose this difficult path, for otherwise the life her parents were prepared to provide for her in her youth could have been quite orderly and peaceful. The dominant feeling when reading the book is sadness...
I have just read the only novel by the Catalan artist and Surrealist Salvador Dalí, "Hidden Faces" (published in Latvian, 2011). He "paints" every smallest detail in nature, in the expressions of a human face, in associations and in the waking dreams characteristic of the author, using a fine, high-quality brush (so as not to smudge).
One wants to read books when feeling a little lonely and sad. A conversation arises with the characters the author has created, a conversation with the angel and the demon within oneself. Another insight: we do not truly choose books - they choose us. The right book arrives like a sign, like an answer to your questions, arrives at the right moment when you can devote enough attention to it.
While watching the film "Amaya," one's feelings can be loosely divided into three parts: at first an extraordinarily realistic portrayal of the environment and human relationships, an outlining of the plot and characters; then the subtle, almost imperceptible yet symbolic details characteristic of Eastern culture - rain outside the window reflected in Amaya's face like ceaseless tears, the ticking of a clock that dispassionately counts the moments of a human life, wind chimes set in motion this time by a fan rather than the free mountain wind, and so on; and finally a poignant sense of doom, sadness, satisfaction, pain and love.
Bodies interweave, hurried steps pass by, endlessly past through puddles, glances that casually notice nothing. Am I alone in this city, in this world, or is there always someone watching over me? Some inner force, some light that allows the chrysalis to be reborn as a butterfly. That too can be called God. When you have found it within yourself, fallen in love with yourself, then you can lift your eyes to another and fall in love with God in the other person. Butterflies are drawn to the light, people to love.
A film for connoisseurs, in which an extraordinarily successful combination of visual and sonic imagery is revealed. It draws you in not through any particularly gripping plot, but through music, rhythms and the depiction of subtle feelings. The story exists outside of place and outside of time. This house and these people could be anywhere where they were fated to draw closer and sense a kindred spirit.
A wedding is one of life's beautiful celebrations, and certainly if anyone is in doubt about whether to hold it with great fanfare or to simply marry in the presence of witnesses only, saving time, resources, energy and whatever else - we wholeheartedly recommend holding this celebration. It remains a value for the whole of life. As August rapidly approaches, which in Latvia is traditionally the richest time for weddings, I will remind all young couples and married people about the traditions of wedding anniversaries.
It is an emotional musical style, full of passion, pain, sorrow, and jealousy, but at the same time fado is distinguished by its ability to unite unbearable pain with sparkling joie de vivre, the cruelty of life with the power of love.