Ramil Khadiulin

A student from St. Petersburg, Vasilisa, learns of a fatal diagnosis. She goes to Murmansk to look for her father, whom she has not seen for 20 years. It turns out that strangers have been living in her childhood home for a long time. The girl is ready to give up, but at that moment she begins to receive clues that can lead her to her father.

"Closing" is a film almanac made up of nine verses. Instead of a rap beat, there is beer, rain, a beach, a zoo, random conversations, and a city that lives its own life. These are not stories with a beginning and an end, but statements written into the rhythm of the festival, where cinema becomes a way to be together and a way to be alone. Any almanac is a film cypher: everyone goes to the microphone, says their piece, and leaves, leaving room for someone else. "Closing" is exactly that: a collection of voices in which you can hear laughter, fatigue, love, and meaninglessness. This is a film about how cinema closes the day and opens the night.

The girl in the front desk pretends that you don't exist. Her boyfriend likes to work out a punch on you. It's time to go hunting with my father.

A student from St. Petersburg, Vasilisa, learns of a fatal diagnosis. She goes to Murmansk to look for her father, whom she has not seen for 20 years. It turns out that strangers have been living in her childhood home for a long time. The girl is ready to give up, but at that moment she begins to receive clues that can lead her to her father.

The girl in the front desk pretends that you don't exist. Her boyfriend likes to work out a punch on you. It's time to go hunting with my father.