| A
young boy lives in a small floating temple on a beautiful lake,
together with an elderly master who teaches him the ways of the
Buddha. Years later the boy, now a young man, experiences his
sexual awakening with a girl who has come to the temple to be
healed by the master. The youth runs away to the outside world
but his lust turns his life into hell, so he returns to the lake
temple to find spiritual enlightenment.[TRAILER]
STEVEN
SNYDER'S REVIEW
“Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and
Spring” is a quiet, contemplative fable about the stages of
a person’s life, told with a Buddhist spin. However, while
there are five seasons, and five distinct segments, each building
around themes of innocence, lust, rage, enlightenment and rebirth,
I really saw the story as one of three stages.
In the first, a child is indifferent to the consequences of his actions.
The world is his playground, and he does not think twice. In the
second, a child loses sight of the world as he becomes consumed by
personal pleasure and anger. And in the third, he sees the world
for the very first time as it truly is. His playground has been replaced
by a sanctuary, and he seeks to redeem himself for first taking it
for granted and later ignoring it in selfishness.
No doubt you will have a different take on the film. I can imagine
some viewers focusing more intently on the spiritual nature of the
landscape and surroundings. I can also imagine some who will become
bored with the patient camerawork, lack of dialogue and introspective
lessons.
I know next to nothing about Buddhist teachings, and accordingly
cannot judge whether this follows the religious mindset faithfully.
Some have criticized the
film’s depiction of Buddhism as far-fetched, while others have said it
is simply wrong. All I can say is that the notions of rebirth and the cycles
of life are at the heart of director Ki-Duk Kim’s vision. This is a story
about humans making the same mistakes time and time again, and continuously learning
that we really know less than we thought we did.
The movie exists in a temple in the middle of a lake. Essentially floating on
a raft, the temple is occupied by an older master (Yeong-su Oh) and a younger
student, who both grow old through the five segments of the film’s title.
Each portion is assigned the label of a season. In spring, a child treats the
world with disregard. In summer, an older child discovers the temptations of
lust and the need to possess. In fall, that need has consumed him and he has
lost control of himself. And in winter, he finally begins to understand the world
that, to this point, he has been unable to see.
I believe that much of the film’s criticism stems from a scene in which
the old master exerts almost magical abilities, moving objects around in an a
metaphysical way. His young student has just left him, and he closes a door across
the lake, as well as moves a boat simply by waving his hands. But I took this
character to be a metaphor in himself, serving as the all-knowing, omnipresent
master who realizes that his student must leave and make his mistakes before
he will return with his answers.
There is almost no talking in “Spring,” though one should not take
that as an indicator of inaction. A great deal happens in this story, and most
of it is truer than we would like to admit. There is something universal about
human failing that rings true in the film’s sentiments, and I saw much
the same arc in the student’s life as I have discovered in my own.
The wonderful moments here are the ones of compassion and understanding – of
unconditional acceptance. The teacher is not here to preach, but to aid, and
this is not a white-washed story of religion, but a movie that accepts a human
being for who he truly is. The cyclical nature of the story is a mixed blessing,
implying that we will all eventually find enlightenment, but also that the human
race is destined to repeat the same, foolish mistakes throughout eternity.
In one of the film’s final moments, an older student struggles to climb
up a hill with a rock tied to his waste. This image is then juxtaposed with the
images of tied down animals from earlier in the story, and here we are given
the film’s final, beautiful, haunting message.
Just as a young boy tied down these animals for his amusement, our existence
ties us down. The best we can hope for is a guardian who will embrace our good
along with our bad, one who will keep watch over us as we try to find our way,
blind to what is right in front of our eyes.
  
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