A group of old co-students in a desert mountain place exploring only joys of past school rememberances amist the greatness of nature seen in a valley as river's waters spread with force, nice planture, blue sky as some white clouds passing slowly. They explore the valley with nothing in their heads but only joy in heart by their reunion.
A great hymne to nature with people who don't care for nothing but only for the moments walking across the trees, hearing the voice of lonely animals in the woods. They return to their shelter with joy of passing a day in the beauty of mountain surrounded woods; a perfect place to be alone only with the inner shelf seems enough to bring happiness - notioned as banned from the city and one's obligatons.
That movie has a loose script - resulting from director's ambition to speak only about the truth; truth of nature and people in it; equal to the truth of inner feelings resulting from friendship in the lonliness of nature's scenic splendor.
Review of Come Down Molly
