My third year film at the filmArche.
A director is left alone with his film. He (re)collects the notes, the memories, the scenes, the places, the images, the sounds of “the trilogy of the interspatiality of love”. Distance and detachment take over.
How do we cope with something that once was ours? This isn’t a trilogy anymore.
“Notes on the trilogy of the interspatiality of love” on Tao-Films.
film stills / photography: zara zandieh.