Mest Page #2
- Year:
- 2008
- 91 min
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If you've never seen
white lily
and suddenly see one,
can we say that the lily
did not exist before that day?
No, it existed.
And if you have perceived
a wonderful poem,
that no one before you
had imagined,
can we say that
it did not exist before?
Answer me...
Do poems live
free and independent
like flowers or butterflies
or waterfalls and trees?
Or are they born anew,
invented by
a special person?
It is like that, sir.
Then take care of yourself, kid.
Through you, the world is destined
to receive verses like no other.
And your name
will know fame.
Sun Gu, does your mother
long for you already?
She just left me
She may be cold
and wants to get warm.
No, master.
My mother does not fear the cold.
She suffers from my absence,
I know that well enough.
Look.
Bring in your son.
My son,
you came to the world
for a single purpose: Vengeance.
When justice will not be done,
you will not know neither female,
nor children
neither joy nor pain.
You must take revenge.
Otherwise you will not accomplish
your destiny.
Swear, before I die,
you will.
I will, father.
A year passed
after the death of Tsai.
The vengeance was now postponed
a quarter of a century.
Hey, monk!
Tell me.
Is this house is still the one of
The Honourable Tsai?
Yes, it is the home of Tsai.
Then please get me
a member of his family.
Talk to me,
I'm his son.
His son?
How is this possible?
Tsai had a son?
Yes, I am the son
from his second wife.
My mother's name Nemaya.
I see.
Yan! It's you!
Why you scream, old woman?
Go get your husband,
I came voluntarily.
It has been 25 years.
I prayed all my life...
And you're alive! Why?
I learned
your husband was dead! Hey, yes!
Look good, Sun Gu.
Do not forget his face.
It is from him that
you must take revenge.
Kill him like a dog.
You'll have to torture him,
as he has done with my daughter.
Many years ago,
when she was a child,
a wandering monk
knocked at her door.
Book 4 - Monk
There is no person, they are at sea.
The fish arrived.
Can I spend the night
on the cart in the yard?
All right.
You can follow me
if you want.
I can take you into the mountains
to see my master.
He will heal you.
And my family?
They will lose you anyway.
You will die soon.
You cannot stop time.
But if you come with me,
you'll live.
However,
know that that life
will not be easy to you.
You will have to serve others.
In addition,
you must choose
the worst of men
and marry him.
Such is the desire of my master.
You hear me?
He has a son. A son!
It is small but he will grow.
and become strong,
and I
will be growing old and weak.
They will not be able to take revenge on you.
You can live in peace.
- What do you know?
- I know.
You know nothing, you idiot!
You have a bird brain.
You think you know everything.
You take care of people for free.
You're a useless creature.
If at least you gave me a son!
- We shall not have children.
- You know that too?
We will not put anyone in the world,
so that nobody will die.
I will atone for your sins.
I know everything there is in the world.
I know every bird
every river, every mountain.
Nonsense!
You're just a drag.
- I was sent to you.
- Who sent you? Who?
Those who live alone
and rule from afar.
Those who have until the very day
prevented men from perishing.
has a toilsome death,
I act in God's name.
I'm a guardian for men
sitting on the threshold of another world,
they walk to their death.
But I'm alone on this path
and I've never met God.
Have you recognized me?
Yes, my venerable master.
Sun Gu, do you still write verses
as you used to do?
I don't know how to do it anymore.
Man is like a flute
Some poems that you have written
as a child one still speaks of.
There is nothing real
in the word "I".
This exists, my venerable master.
I'm here with you.
Two fleeting illusions,
two shadows
which no one will remember.
And yet here we are,
We are not
two heads dripping in the rain, my child
but two indistinctive beings,
wandering on misty paths
midway between Yin and Yang.
What path is given
to those who die as children?
To leaves falling
the first days of summer?
To mice drowning
accidentally in a bucket?
They had no path to go.
They went out at dawn
While they slept,
the waters around
have expelled them
at the beginning of the eternal cycle.
But a different fate
awaits us.
Awaits you, as a poet,
awaits me,
as a wandering monk.
If one has cut
the head of a child,
to what apply
the laws of Heaven then?
It is the only law.
Sun Gu found a job in Sakhalin.
He left Korea with his mother
at the beginning of August 1945.
Book 5 - Romanian Elza
Lyoshka, we've worked enough.
Yes, I'm finished.
Where are you going?
Vysoki Nemoi!
Take away paddle.
Hey, Vysoki Nemoi!
Take away paddle
and pull the boat ashore!
"Chorus of the commanders"
What does that mean?
Nemoi caught it
at the other side of the river.
With a net, I think.
At home,
For the engagement
or the wedding ceremony?
Take it, so you'll get married.
- You go to the pub tonight?
- Yes, and you?
I do not.
But you go ahead, Lyosha.
Lyuba awaits you.
She was not there last night.
I went home.
She sat there for hours.
She cried.
She just said, "Oh, Lyosha."
- Hey, you.
- Who?
Me?
Hey, tell me.
You work at the sawmill?
- Elza!
- I'll come in a minute.
Look, can you get me
some boards?
Be nice, get me
some planks from the sawmill.
Can you?
Today?
Whenever you want.
I am building a house.
I have got the plaster,
but I can't find boards anywhere.
I can do the plastering and
I also know how to mount the slates.
- And paint the walls.
- Okay.
That's great,
I'll hire you.
And in exchange, you can
eat food for free in the canteen.
No, no need.
You do not want?
What do you want?
Nothing. I will come tomorrow
after work.
Elza!
Yes, I'm coming.
You can do anything.
I'm a worker.
Like me.
We will celebrate the new house.
It does not matter
that you aren't a Russian.
I'm not either.
If you knew...
I saw all the colors.
I went to lots of places.
I am Romanian, you know?
I have nobody here.
I am alone in the world.
He played in an orchestra,
but he began to drink.
I went to China,
Korea,
Canada.
Then I decided
to settle here.
The traveling is over.
I want to stay here.
I don't want
to be a vagabond anymore.
I'm not that young anymore.
I want to have children.
Otherwise, why live?
He fell ill with the same disease
Book 6 - Revenge
Mom! Mom!
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