With the raw power of activist film, the director documented increasingly violent street protests, calmly presenting a historic archive of a Korean struggle. We heard the screams and the crackdowns, felt the tears and the blood, as if we were present at the scene. The director at times touches upon public history, but at other times returns to his inner self. Using the format of personal documentary, for the sake of his own past ideals and collective beliefs-that is, for the sake of his past self and others who believed that they could attain a better tomorrow through the battle-on distressing streets, the director has written an epitaph-like poem of collective disappointments and betrayals by politician.