A collective image of humanity at the turn of the twenty-first century. Winter forest. Mikhail Volokhov, all alone, is speaking to a camera sliding in the snow in front of his face. Talking to us.
Overview：A collective image of humanity at the turn of the twenty-first century. Winter forest. Mikhail Volokhov, all alone, is speaking to a camera sliding in the snow in front of his face. Talking to us.
