Fucking beautiful short. A whole film built out of absence, out of the empty spaces between people, between moments, between Whats gone forever and what lingers on. Like a memory you can’t place but still feel. The film moves like a dream half forgotten, it’s soft, slow and aching with everything unsaid. All texture and tone, grief translated through light and water.
Fucking beautiful short. A whole film built out of absence, out of the empty spaces between people, between moments, between Whats gone forever and what lingers on. Like a memory you can’t place but still feel. The film moves like a dream half forgotten, it’s soft, slow and aching with everything unsaid. All texture and tone, grief translated through light and water.
