Par mauvais temps

Details emerge from a storm of images, reduced to black and white, silhouettes only: a Ferris wheel turning mechanically, children playing ball, one of whom standing a little way off, a knife suitable for slitting one’s wrist. They are part of the nightmares of an eight-year-old girl whose mother is an alcoholic. Off screen the girl, now grown up, talks about powerlessness, shame and the long silence.
(Cornelia Klauß)