How often have you known something was prohibited, did it anyway, and suffered as a result? Can any amount of prior knowledge and preparation save us from the inevitable, especially when nature takes it course?
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter... and Spring, the name a handful, is otherwise a beautiful Korean film about a young boy and his enlightened, old teacher. Both of them live in a floating temple, with a lake and mountains around them. As I write this, I can feel the rising mist from clear waters, pebbles scattering soundless ripples, the still trees, plaid ice under my feet, the innocent chuckle of the child, who scampers about playing with the cat, the insistent striking of the Gong, the Buddha’s smiling, serene face….
I can never forget the scene in which the little boy, as is fun for boys that age, ties a stone to the fish, the frog and the snake and giggles gleefully when they struggle to move. His disapproving master treats him the same way the next day – ties a huge stone on his back so that he can hardly walk. When the little one complains, his master tells him to go and free those animals, and if anyone of them has died, “He will hold the guilt in his heart forever.” It was heartbreaking to see the little boy weep uncontrollably when he finds the snake, bloodied and dead, dashed against the rocks.
Vastly symbolic movie. Sights and sounds have been used abundantly to help create a peaceful backdrop to the otherwise turbulent life of the boy. Was there any need for him to leave his protected, peaceful abode, for the love of a girl? But there was! Not many can escape this cycle – of love, pain, desire, and torment. We bear, we learn, we grow and then we bear again.
As seasons pass, we grow to be better, and that, my friend, is the goal of life.
Update - This is a good discussion on the film. I love how there are so many ways of looking at one thing - even when sometimes not intended :)