Am I too young to immerse myself in the domain of cinema? Is cinema really worthy of my vital youth? And what is thing called cinema? … Well, there are many (sometimes a little petty) questions occurring in my mind. Fortunately, most of them are rhetorical questions. So are they, since at the same time I pose such questions, I know that I have already enriched my mind, my horizon into the domain of the unknown, i.e, the domain of the difference. And what could cinema be if it isn’t an unknown thing? It is by unknown, mystery characteristics that cinema appeals to us as always for the first time. The essence of cinema is like an unfathomable abyss. Then, may I call our immersing in the domain of cinema a struggle - a constant struggle - for possible answers to the question of the nature of cinema?