"what's it all about, papa?"
"i don't know."

"the gale roars relentlessly around the house."

"because everything's in ruins, everything's been degraded, but i could say that they've ruined and degraded everything. because this is not some kind of cataclysm. [...] on the contrary, it's about man's own judgement, his own judgement over his own self."

"the heavens are already theirs, and theirs are all our dreams. theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence. even immortality is theirs, don't you…

"it's better to see it than to have it hide. things that hide are more dangerous and scary."

soft, poetic, quiet and beautiful; minari is a stunning portrayal of being happy with what you have, instead of being unhappy with what you don't. a great reminder to find the satisfaction in the everyday and the mundanity of life. because after all, don't all the little things add up to be the biggest? there's magic in the normalcy, we just have…

it's stockholm, it's berlin. it's the city of the din. but where we are is so quiet, we're all shut up, entrapped, locked in. no one can hear me, my screams are from within. it's the same darkness that it's always been. they grow on you, have a hold on you, they always pull you in. will you be stronger than the fire? or will the flames just burn your skin? are you letting your bones be melted? are you…