“Our winters are very long here, very long and very monotonous. But we don’t complain about it downstairs, we’re shielded against the winter. Oh, spring does come eventually, and summer, and they last for a while, but now, looking back, spring and summer seem too short, as if they were not much more than a couple of days, and even on those days, no matter how lovely the day, it still snows occasionally.”
I was recently recommended a Korean movie called “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring”. I didn’t read about it, just watched it and immersed into what turned out to be more than a vivid and remarkable representation of the seasons. Seasons not only as the periods in which the year is typically divided (characterized by a certain kind of weather), but also as stages of life.
It got me thinking about how we, as human beings, go through every season, both literally and figuratively. How do we actually perceive and handle the different ‘seasons’? Is there a way for us to anticipate and prepare better for the upcoming ‘seasons’ (stages) in life? Or are we meant to simply experience them and learn (or not?) along the way? Questions leading to my personal re-discovery of the seasons.
A beautifully slow and thought-provoking film, by the way. It gives one enough time and room to think about all these questions and much more.