Nicholas Seymour Stathopoulos

Summer holidays in Greece. A flirt under the scorched sun pushes two opposite friend groups on a journey of sexual discovery, lust, consent, and complete transformation.

Hermetically sealed and sunk in non-chronological qualities of time, the experience of the wound is always relived torturously, quoting a series of dualities: immobility-movement, inactivity-activity, absence-presence, alienation-proximity, pain-pleasure. Seven long takes represent the wound as something that probably pre-exists and then takes place in an (anti-)erotic situation.

Two sisters go to their summer home after their mother's death. The "tranquility" of their lives will be disturbed by a group of young people with their caravan and a researcher's account of the creation of the petrified forest.

There was light and it was brutal. The shadows could not heal. The Boy had fallen into sleep. The Girl was recalling and the sand was everywhere.