Everything ends at exactly the right time

There are two reasons a movie is difficult to illustrate. One is that it’s dull-looking, was probably based on a play and has the cinematography of a British TV show from 1983. The other, is that the movie is so full of wonderful, intriguing imagery that you’re overwhelmed and have no idea how to sum it up in just one image. Well, I finally got around to reviewing Picnic at Hanging Rock, and it was most definitely the latter.

 

In my mind, Sara, the one who was left behind, is just as important a character as the three girls who disappeared. The rest of the movie, I’ve tried to represent with a few objects – Miranda, and the rock itself. I’m represented by the powder blue gloves I wore in the review.