Recollection is a horrible thing; Mirror is enough to convince me of that. Such is the effect of loosely autobiographical works. When delving into that ever-so tortured mind of director Andrei Tarkovsky, abstract concepts and themes are very much the bread and butter of his display. He whips through several moments of life, all relaying the thoughts and topics he now feels about his childhood, upbringing and experiences. It is not often a creative can offer their reminiscent horrors and worried futures in such a creative and exciting way, most of the time the niggling doubts and worried tensions are presented as themes with resolutions, but Mirror offers no salvation.