Bela Bračko Milešević

The ghost of Eugene Shoemaker wanders across the surface of the Moon, contemplating its vastness and the silence that surrounds him. That all changes when his tranquility is broken by a mysterious sound of quiet cracking.

This film is about an attempt to reconcile with our home. Or with what used to be our home a long time ago. Or, at least, what our family thinks is our home. Or what we no longer see as our own home. Or, perhaps, is this a film about accepting the realization that we are happier somewhere else?

The house, the parents, the ravaged city streets and the stream of thoughts. This is the first self-isolation that is not self-initiated. Only one apocalypse was mandatory to bring us closer.

The ghost of Eugene Shoemaker wanders across the surface of the Moon, contemplating its vastness and the silence that surrounds him. That all changes when his tranquility is broken by a mysterious sound of quiet cracking.

The ghost of Eugene Shoemaker wanders across the surface of the Moon, contemplating its vastness and the silence that surrounds him. That all changes when his tranquility is broken by a mysterious sound of quiet cracking.

This film is about an attempt to reconcile with our home. Or with what used to be our home a long time ago. Or, at least, what our family thinks is our home. Or what we no longer see as our own home. Or, perhaps, is this a film about accepting the realization that we are happier somewhere else?

The house, the parents, the ravaged city streets and the stream of thoughts. This is the first self-isolation that is not self-initiated. Only one apocalypse was mandatory to bring us closer.

The house, the parents, the ravaged city streets and the stream of thoughts. This is the first self-isolation that is not self-initiated. Only one apocalypse was mandatory to bring us closer.