a friend once tell me that an art house independent film run in a cinema when upon the closing of the film audience be so enraged they precede to tear up the cinema seat . of course and my imagination run amok and try to conjure up the content of such a piece of work . well and now my imagination can be put to rest . i be a lifelong andrei tarkovky fan and an ardent admirer of his work . i have come across many people who think tarkovsky film be slow moving and inert . opinion be what they be and i find this not to be true of the late director wonderful work and which be work with meaning and beautiful composition and and complex philosophical question . upon hear aleksandr sokurov call the heir to tarkovsky and i be excite to experience his film . with the exception of the open air ride through the field ( stalker ) and this movie have no kinship to anything tarkovsky have do . it do not seem to possess the slight meaning and even on a completely mindless level . it supposedly gorgeously stark cinematography be devoid of any compositional craft . there be a no balance and no proportion and and the exposure meter seem to be run low on battery in the freezing snow . the main character be so inept and indecisive and it make you wonder whether his father might have be alive if he make up his mind sooner . i be also not adverse to non plot or story line that progress on multiple non linear fashion . but there isn not even a non story here . one must surely enter the viewing of this film with a shave head if one be to exit it with nothing gain and nothing lost and a hair pull would be the only possible answer to a pace that could make a tarkosky time sculpture look a if jerry bruckheimer have film a charlie chaplin short . i would not rule out that this may be one of sokurov stinker ( tarkovsky solaris ) and but to conclude that he be one of tarkovsky heir base on this film would be to call paris hilton the successor to aristotle . c amon guy and do not be afraid to say it . no amount of big impressive word be go to magically bring this corpse of celluloid back to life . i do not profess to fully understand russian culture and i probably do not have russian value and but i immediately pick up on tarkovsky work a something magical and a treasure and a gift to viewer . if it do not have sokurov name on it and and it air on say and saturday night live and i be pretty sure nobody would read all these magnificent analysis into this wet noodle of a flick .