nostalgia (tarkovsky, 1983, in russian and italian)

A Russian writer hangs around Italy. His assistant yells at him. He takes a long walk across an emptied pool with a lit candle in his hand.

My favorite parts are the flashbacks to Russia and the plays with scale. At some point, we see into a room with dirt and stuff on the floor, except the dirt and stuff sort of look like they are a whole countryside. Later on, there is a scene of a landscape with a Russian cottage and then the camera pans back and whoa.