Autoportret z kochanka

I'm always amazed from the many different ways a life can be described and a story can be told. Everybody, more or less, is gone trough the changes that make you leave the teenage and push you into the adulthood; many will have these changes linked to some kind of love. The poetry of these changes often is disregarded, ignored, forgotten under the heaviness of the storm of emotions and feelings also present. Well, maybe this is what i liked of this movie: the nice mix between the storm and the poetry of the entrance into adulthood. Kuba shows himself, a changing self that has to juggle between the dreams of his youth and the reality of his adult age... and he juggles, like many of us have done or are still doing.