Mest

Soviet-Korean writer Anatoli Kim is unknown to me, but judging on the basis of this movie he seems like a 14 year old trying to write like Boris Pasternak. I hope I am wrong.

This movie about the Korean diaspora traces this revenge through a long historical span from the pre-Japanese colonization Chosen dynasty in Korea to the relative modern Korean diaspora in the 80's in Soviet-Union.

There's something about scale and budget, ambition shouldn't overreach capacities or resources. What tries to be epic end up being incomplete in every sense. Atop of that there's many sequences that doesn't actually serve much purpose.

Bonus points for bad acting and some inane poetry at the end! I will never forget those lines about the birds flying from the sun and not burning.