In a smoke-stained, cramped trailer, a lonely man video calls two friends. The skylight is slightly open, hinting at air, freedom, and greenery outside. Here begins the filmmaker’s autobiographical, poetic reflection on what remains when a family falls apart and the wounds that linger in the child left behind. As the film progresses, more memories complete the puzzle, and its slow, meditative tone transforms into a flood of photographs, VHS footage, and words left unsaid.
Director’s visit on the 6th of March!