Alexander, a journalist and former actor and philosopher, tells his little son how worried he is about the lack of spirituality of modern mankind. In the night of his birthday, the third world war breaks out. In his despair Alexander turns himself in a prayer to God, offering him everything to have the war not happen at all.Written by
Gert de Boer
Tarkovsky was ailing from lung cancer when he made this film, and his health steadily declined after shooting wrapped. He was shown the final cut of "The Sacrifice" on his deathbed in a Paris hospital. See more »
Come here and give me a hand, my boy.
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Just before the film ends (in Swedish): "This film is dedicated to my son Andriosha - with hope and confidence. Andrei Tarkovskij" See more »
Quite possibly my favourite film. Quite why I'm not always sure -- perhaps this is really a rather pretentious film ? Perhaps one in which a long time is spent without engaging the audience ? One with perhaps the most unlikely postman one might meet outside of a Bergman film set ? But, from the moment the camera opens lovingly on the icon, to the closing as the ambulance drives away, I find myself captivated, and drawn back to watch again. As with Tarkovsky's other films, certain images linger long in the memory:"little man" watering the ikebana, the levitating witch, the crashing milk jug, the roar of the jets. For those of us cursed with a lifetime of weekly wage slavery this is a fine restorative film for the spirit.
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