…And I'm Going Home

About This Movie

…And I'm Going Home, this 1968 short film is a contemplative piece that really dives into the human experience, showcasing E. Steblov's story with a unique lens. The atmosphere is quite haunting yet introspective, blending quiet moments with a deliberate pace that invites reflection. It’s really interesting how the practical effects are subtly woven into the narrative without overshadowing the performances, which are understated but impactful. You get the sense that every character is grappling with their own existential dilemmas, and that makes it distinctive in a way that lingers after viewing. There's a certain rawness to it that feels genuine and unpolished, which I think is part of its charm.

This film is a bit of a hidden gem in the collector community. It has seen limited releases over the years, which adds to its scarcity and allure. There are some bootleg copies floating around, but the official prints are relatively hard to come by. Collectors seem to appreciate it not just for its content but for its historical context within the short film genre of the late '60s.