?Watching “Baraka” was both a worthwhile and painful experience. When I say painful, I don't mean it was physically painful for me to sit there but I mean that it was hard for me to process a lot of what was going on in the film because of what it meant to me. The scenes were so powerfull that they could take me back to 2 years ago when I was struggling with depression. It made me feel nostalgic about something that was so unhealthy. However, the cinematography and art of the film made it all worth it, it showed me so many different sides of humanity; it showed us the art of being human and the art of our earth. It was funny to me that this non-narrative film was released in 1992, it was funny that a film from 22 years ago still connected with its audience of today, it still connected with the me and I’m just 16. Maybe change can happen physically to our world but our emotions will always coincide. The first scene that really hit me was the scene of the screaming face, at 51:02 from Chapter 13, Chickens. When I first saw the screaming face, I instantly thought of art. You're probably thinking why I thought of art right? Well, it’s because during my school years especially throughout year.10 and 11, majority of my artwork consisted of screaming faces. It signified the pain and the struggles that come with life, it signified the struggles I went through with depression and anxiety, it explained so much I can’t explain with words. At the time art was my emotional outlet and that scene registered with me so well. Seeing that screaming face in motion gave me goose bumps because even without the explanation through words, the pain was so clear. But that face didn’t just mean pain, it meant more and so I started think about how maybe it signified how everything was moving at such a fast pace, how industrialisation was and is taking over our lives and maybe it’s time to slow it down. To keep it short, it explained the meaning