一场车祸，让女企业家宋之韫的完美人生跌落谷底，女儿糖糖离奇失踪，丈夫孟锦程情大变，种种疑点让她坚信丈夫藏着秘密，从此踏上暗中调查之路。 十六年后，宋氏集团开发靠山村的计划提上日程，孟锦程的反常举动愈发频繁，仿佛这个偏远山村藏着他极力掩盖的过往。 为免打草惊蛇，宋之韫瞒着孟锦程独自奔赴靠山村，车祸的真相、女儿失踪的原委、孟锦程的秘密，都将随着她，在这场混战中彻底曝光……

A psychological thriller with aspects of the horror genre, focusing on the lives of the remaining Serbs in Kosovo nowadays and the real life stories that lie beneath the media coverage.

A psychological thriller with aspects of the horror genre, focusing on the lives of the remaining Serbs in Kosovo nowadays and the real life stories that lie beneath the media coverage.

In mining, a slag heap refers to an artificially raised hill consisting of the cleared waste that accumulates during the extraction of raw materials. Birch trees now grow where workers from near and far once went underground to labour hard for very little money. Nowadays, this is a place where men meet to have anonymous sex and share moments of intimacy. “I think he was gay too,” says one of these men about his father who was a miner. Today, as in the past, those who cannot find shelter elsewhere live here. Home is far away, returning is impossible. Human beings need more than water and a tent.

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In mining, a slag heap refers to an artificially raised hill consisting of the cleared waste that accumulates during the extraction of raw materials. Birch trees now grow where workers from near and far once went underground to labour hard for very little money. Nowadays, this is a place where men meet to have anonymous sex and share moments of intimacy. “I think he was gay too,” says one of these men about his father who was a miner. Today, as in the past, those who cannot find shelter elsewhere live here. Home is far away, returning is impossible. Human beings need more than water and a tent.

Pelu, a lonely projectionist in a dying cinema, loses his home and secretly moves into the theatre after being demoted. He turns it into a nocturnal refuge, hosting homeless friends and renting it to a camgirl, thereby reclaiming a sense of purpose. When his secret is exposed and the cinema closes down, Pelu defiantly breaks in to reclaim his home. A bittersweet ode to seventh art, which is not an escapist gesture, but rather a reminder of the inspiration that comes from togetherness and the essential need for community spaces, especially in times like these under the Milei administration.

Pelu, a lonely projectionist in a dying cinema, loses his home and secretly moves into the theatre after being demoted. He turns it into a nocturnal refuge, hosting homeless friends and renting it to a camgirl, thereby reclaiming a sense of purpose. When his secret is exposed and the cinema closes down, Pelu defiantly breaks in to reclaim his home. A bittersweet ode to seventh art, which is not an escapist gesture, but rather a reminder of the inspiration that comes from togetherness and the essential need for community spaces, especially in times like these under the Milei administration.

Those two would really like to stop and pretty soon they will. 　　The landscape does not have a name as they neither do. 　　This day lasts long, every hour looks like the other and night doesn’t fall. Then they meet two kids with guns, two women that have been lost together inside the same opera and two men that exist separately inside the same music. 　　They are forced to rest. They decide to change roles so they can continue their walk. They lose their image and they find their proper voice. 　　They recall at once everything that happened during that endless day 　　and they give a name to this landscape.

10 hours of paint drying on a wall.