The trio of directors, Machaidze, Karumidze and Meskhi, look at Georgian youth. And they look back in a not quite so Georgian fashion. The young people in this poetic film would fit just as well under the Los Angeles sun. The visual parallel becomes a paradox only when you look more closely: riding their skateboards they glide through Soviet ruins, including the random architectural strikes with which the new Georgia is trying to get rid of the old “protector power”. To float in the air, overcome gravity, only for a few seconds! But gravity in Tbilisi seems to be heavier than elsewhere. In the background we hear the cries of Georgian reality …

Zaza Rusadze