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A kind, charming, thought-provoking and sentimental animation<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Published: 2 December 2022 ~ Hedgehog in the Fog seen in Kaliningrad<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before setting off to London\/Bedford<\/a> England last month, we were walking back from a coffee in the caf\u00e9 gardens (Soul Garden) by the Upper Pond, Kaliningrad, when we were thrilled to discover that some artistic person or other had painted the perfect impression of the star (Yorshik) from the famous 1970s\u2019 animation, Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em>. Normally, or abnormally, depending upon your personal prejudice, I am unable to accept painted or spray-canned text or images plastered on public or private property as anything else but what it truly is ~ a brazen example of vandalism<\/a>. But, as with most things in life, exceptions to the rule exist, and this, I have to admit, is as true of graffiti as it is of anything else, providing that you want it to be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em> is a highly acclaimed Soviet-Russian multiple award-winning animated film. It was written by Sergei Grigoryevich Kozlov [\u0421\u0435\u0440\u0433\u0435\u0301\u0439 \u0413\u0440\u0438\u0433\u043e\u0301\u0440\u044c\u0435\u0432\u0438\u0447 \u041a\u043e\u0437\u043b\u043e\u0301\u0432] and animated and directed by Yuri Norstein [\u042e\u0301\u0440\u0438\u0439 \u041d\u043e\u0440\u0448\u0442\u0435\u0301\u0439\u043d]. It is both an animation and intellectual masterpiece, capable of myriad interpretations, but whose ultimate message is as simple as it is sublime as is it sentimental: that we all need someone in this world with whom we can count the stars.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once seen never forgotten, the majority of Russians would recognise Yorshik’s likeness instantly, certainly as unmistakeably as they would the stars of such classic Soviet films as Irony of Fate<\/em> and Office Romance<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The portrait was also discovered and recognised by Kaliningrad\u2019s administration department, and before we left for England, I caught sight of a media report in which the administration was asking the public to cast their vote ~ with the proviso that the paint used was harmless to the tree ~ on whether the image should be removed or be allowed to remain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Since I have not walked that part of Kaliningrad recently, I have no idea what the fate of Yorshik might be, although I for one would hope that when the votes were counted, they favoured Yorshik\u2019s continued presence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not only does the composition capture Yorshik\u2019s appearance perfectly, but the artist has also located him within a beautiful blue graduated background, where he shares space romantically with twinkling stars and fairies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Whether Yorshik has survived or not, if the artist would like to contact me, I have a canvas, an interior wall, which is just crying out for this work of art to be replicated!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hedgehog in the Fog (Yorshik) painted on a tree in Kaliningrad<\/strong><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Hedgehog in the Fog<\/a>
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Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em> is a Soviet-Russian animated film about a hedgehog (Yorshik) who sets off on foot to visit his friend, a bear cub (Meeshka), and finds himself lost in the fog. As in folklore, fairy tales and fantasy and in Gothic and psychological suspense genres, fog as a literary\/cinematographic device is typically employed in the film to deviate objective reality, turning the world as we know it ~ or think we do! ~ into a claustrophobic and distorted realm where the heightened possibility of supernatural occurrences amplifies the vicissitudes encountered in everyday life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In this state of altered consciousness, Yorshik\u2019s imagination supersedes logic, creating a new and unnerving reality in which, for example, an owl and white horse ~ one commonplace the other rare but possible ~ take on puzzling and sinister shades of meaning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When Yorshik stumbles into the river he assumes that he will drown, but carried along by the current he relaxes into his situation, resigning himself to the journey wherever it may take him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His ordeal culminates when a mysterious submersible benefactor, a \u2018Someone\u2019 as the subtitles tells us, lifts him onto his back and conveys him safely to the water\u2019s edge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once on dry land, Yorshik hears his friend, Meeshka, calling out to him through the fog and by following the direction of his friend\u2019s cries the two are at last united.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em> is a simple story, but one which arguably manages to achieve what no other comparable animation has in its simultaneous creation of an atmosphere of dread tempered by quiescence. The kinetic tempo has a lot to do with this, as does the steady, hushed and neutral tone of the omniscient narrator, but the fundamental appeal of the film and the extent to which it engages us lies in its \u2018seen through the eyes of a child\u2019s perspective\u2019, its lilting dream-like quality and its effortless ability to invoke and mirror the childhood world which we all once inhabited, with its troublesome symbols and shadows, its half-open doors to what, where and who, its many unanswered questions and its never completely understood what may lie within and beyond. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

In following the classic tradition of all that is best in fantasy motion pictures ~ The Haunting<\/em> (original version), Night of the Hunter<\/em> and, with one or two exceptions, the complete canon of Hitchcock\u2019s works ~ the key to Hedgehog in the Fog\u2019s<\/em> allure is that just below the surface of fairy tale enchantment it taps profoundly and incisively into our childhood psyche.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It calls upon the fog and the river for their habitual literary symbolism: the first for its incarnation of a supernatural milieu where anything is possible, the second for its depiction of life as a predetermined current against whose superior will we are powerless to resist, and it besets the journey with downstream dangers, credible menace, innate fears and the almost tangible presence of death. All the things that we learn about living as we are hurried along by the current of life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The still frames from Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em> are every bit as resoundingly emotive as the narrative in flux. Single static images such as the looming face of the owl, the white horse, apparition-like and luminescent, the bewildered expression on Yorshik\u2019s face and, most memorable of all, the concluding frames of the film where the re-united Yorshik and Meeshka sit on the log together, with their jam, tea and samovar and the scent from the burning juniper twigs, counting the stars in the heavens, are each and every one blissfully indelible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hedgehog in the Fog<\/em> works, even for we adults, not only because the artwork, the cinematography, pace and timbre are as spot on as they can be, but because the overarching feel of the film is unashamedly affectionate and applaudably sentimental.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

However unnerving the fog may be, the narrator takes us by the hand and, like the dreamy river of life upon which the hapless Yorshik floats, albeit with philosophical tranquility, he leads us reassuringly from opening credits to heartfelt conclusion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If you have the samovar, the juniper twigs and the raspberry jam, all you need to count the stars ~ as the stars are always above you ~ is the log on which to sit and that special someone next to you for whom those stars shine as brightly and mean the same to them as they do for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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