Mantoa, egy nyolcvanéves asszony, aki egész életében egy kis lesothói faluban élt. Amikor elveszti egyetlen fiát és ráadásul közösségének el kell költöznie, egy gátépítés miatt, amely a családja temetkezési helyét is veszélyezteti, Mantoa meghúzza a határt a homokban, és falujának politikai és… [tovább]
This Is Not a Burial, It's a Resurrection (2019) 2★
szotó · angol
Képek 15
Szereposztás
| Mary Twala | Mantoa |
|---|---|
| Jerry Mofokeng | |
| Makhaola Ndebele | Pap |
| Tseko Monaheng | Khotso |
| Siphiwe Nzima-Ntskhe | Pono |
| Thabiso Makoto | Lasaro |
| Thabo Letsie | Mokolobetsi |
Rendező
Forgatókönyvíró
Operatőr
Zeneszerző
Gyártó
Urucu Media
Biennale College - Cinema
Ministero per i Beni e le Attività Culturali (MiBAC)
Creative Europe MEDIA
Independent Filmmaker Project (IFP)
További gyártók
Várólistára tette 1
Kiemelt értékelések
Népszerű idézetek
Ódor_Endre
– It's a place that subjected me to total surrender, where faith, courage and will became obsolete. My loss became a mirror that reflected the holiest of places within me.
Ódor_Endre
– My old man was one of the workers when they wiped out the entire Boliba forest. They were making way for the main road. During a ribbon cutting ceremony, we were standing in the crowd, my old man and I. My father looked me straight in the eye and said to me: My son, what they call progress…It is when men point their damning finger at nature and proclaim conquest over it.
Ódor_Endre
– Dear King Teele. We live in Nasaretha, far in the outskirts of a small town in the Leribe District. We live deep down in the plains that run along the Senqu River. A river that is layered with black soil.
– I don't remember any of us saying that. This is not a love letter. We should be straight forward and leave these romantics.
– Writing is like a…a song, or dance. Is that not so?
Ódor_Endre
– I want to lay my tiny skull on my belly as a swan, under my wing. I am sure that the swan falls asleep to the drumming sound of its own heart.
