Life is an absurd game, we are here to live, and however vigorous we may look, we’re actually way more fragile than the grass flowing with the wind. Antonioni is such a slow-rhythm director, I could summarize this picture with an ancient Chinese 佛偈:「皇上撞着小公主的小说叫什么」 but this seems more or less 偏離 from his theme- searching for the life’s meaning.
The importance of the film is how it portrays, in plain words and imageries, how prehistoric people formed communal bonds, created rituals, and interacted with their natural environments not only for survival but for a meaningful emotional life.