Nice and classy cavalcade, with nuanced feelings and high culture. Plus, barely visible, but included is the soul-consuming way of everyday life, failures, but also the family, which creates the base of human existence and is growing out from everyday life, rather than the soft and fragrant culture. But the tension in the background puts these two on the same page, neither of them are agents, just mere sufferers. Premonition of something heavy and life-changing.
„a wise man told me nothing*”