In a Hungarian park of communist-era statues, four children interview tourists—and themselves— trying to understand the meaning of memory.
Logline: A hundred years ago, a factory in the village of Anhovo promised prosperity, but delivered a slow death. Synopsis: Nestled by the banks of the Soča River, the village of Anhovo carries a legacy buried beneath layers of history and dust. More than 100 years ago, an asbestos cement factory was built. Through shifting wars, regimes, and borders from fascism, socialism, and capitalism. From Italy, Yugoslavia, to Slovenia, the factory endured. It gave people jobs, homes and hope. But soon, it began to take their breath, their health, and eventually, their lives. Today, it is still belching smoke, as time stands still under the White Veil. The film gives voice to those silenced by progress and asks what remains when the skies clear.
What memories lie hidden in abandoned houses? The rooms stand still as untouched time capsules – lifeless yet full of stories. Who were the people who once called this place home? All that remains is the echo of their existence: An invisible imprint on the walls, in the dust, in the silence. It is the spirit of the place, floating between decay and oblivion. It murmurs through the faded wedding photograph, drifts through the scattered notes on the desk, and lingers in the wine glass covered in ash. What endures is fertile ground, breathing new life into the space.
This film is about public space. This film is about the destruction of culture. This film is about fountains that have had enough. What would happen if fountains could speak?
A harsh, callous environment, a forest covering the mountain slopes and the thunderous crash of falling trees, interrupted only by the heavy breathing of horses. In these conditions, the relationship between humans and animals is put to the test. Where is the line between exploitation and humane treatment? How do we define our place in the natural world? This film certainly does not provide clear answers.
For a long time they were an integral part of our society, today they live neglected in our cities and are deemed a problem. The pigeon is a relic of the past that still affects us today.
A female iso-polyphonic group in Albania transforms rehearsals into a shared space of womanhood, collectivity, and resistance.
