Rapture and the moment: it was S. Valentine's day, in year 1900 - they ran like nymphs, they danced and disappeared into that soft deadly dionisiac embrace, some of them were maybe turned into swans, or into petals, they walked barefoot, dreaming, getting lost forever.
(Here are some fragments I captured from the screen while the movie "Pic-nic at Hanging Rock" by Peter Weir was playing).
bellissimi i fotogrammi scelti ed l'originale descrizione per un film "difficile" e d'annata!
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