In a dusty desert, a lone man walks away from a flaming, mythical battlefield, a distant silhouette disappearing into the twilight. He’s a deserter, carrying his discharge papers in his weather-beaten, begrimed hands. The frame is set in a wide-angle view, highlighting the expansive, rugged landscape, and the tiny diminutive figure of the man shuffling amid the vast sea of sand.
The setting sun in the rouged sky overnourishes the scene in a dramatic palette of orange, pink, and deep brown, emphasizing the boundary between the furious war and the serene, lifeless desert. The deep depth of field keeps both the foreground and background in focus, juxtaposing the peaceful wilderness against the chaotic war-struck area.
The camera angle is placed low on the ground, magnifying the sense of solitude and isolation. Through clever subject placement, the man appears larger than the minuscule battlefield, representing his decision to leave the carnage behind.
Watch as he transitions from blazing light to shadow, walking with hunched shoulders and a slow gait, illustrating his overall fatigue and disheartenment. There’s no camera movement, it’s fixed, mirroring the man’s firm decision to leave and move on to a life of peace.