Directed by Bori Máté
Soil resounding, then the echo of dripping water submerged and muted in a river’s flow. A young filmmaker floats between old polaroids. Flickers. The recollected and the photographic become the canvas of a colorful intervention. The roughness of splashes seem an obvious reaction to years passing by in two minutes.
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