Also Directed by Pedro Sena Nunes
We’ve accustomed, erroneously, to furiously fear our body’s fragility. This fragility which is so controversial to us to the point of inducing in ourselves the typical and contained movements, already tired. Once, twice. The same movements, the fears, the counted expirations, the subtracted bodies, the blind horizons. But the day comes when we understand that the fragility is precious and that the movement’s arrhytmia is safe. And we dance, accomplices in the differences of a shared fall.
A film director follows the autumnal trail of leaves that once graced the branches. A girl builds autumns as she wanders in a labyrinth of leaves. A man persists on watering the place the tree left behind. A woman who lived that autumn. All of them in a space called Jorge Listopad.
Expression is part of the being human. Water is the source of an impossible life that rocks and consolidates the figure of a young woman. A poem by Jorge Listopad.
