A Sad, Sad Ghost Picking at the Hairs of Their Knuckles
"“It is in a house that one is alone. Not outside of it, but inside. In the park there are birds, cats. Maybe even a squirrel, a ferret. We are not alone in a park. But in the house, we are so alone that we are sometimes lost.”—Marguerite Duras"
A wandering young woman explores the crevices of her apartment, of her corporeal creases, as well as the shadows made up of those things. Through her journey, she comes into contact with fellow vagrancies: a nondescript man of around similar age; a young girl with similar, even familiar, eyes; streets that can only exist during those brief moments of glazing stares. The rain comes and goes, but the A/C never turns off.
Director
Zachary Goldkind
Languages
English, Yiddish, Polish
Status
Released
Budget
$15,000
Who's In It
Becca Willow Moss
Eva
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