Francesca Solari

The short film is like a journal page of film making. On making a film (in 1966) in Barcelona. On assembling together surviving fragments of the film, but not as a vestige of something for ever lost, but rather an occasion for making a new film of all sorts of fragments: images in Barcelona (in 2008/9) that echo images of the older film; images of making films (Hanoun's own, Boris Lehman's; other friends'); images of a storm in Biarritz; fragments of conversations...

A cello player is asked by her daughter why she suddenly interrupted her musical career… The voices and images of the two women intertwined with the author’s give way to thought, vision. Confessions of lives dedicated to creating.

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