Ewerton Belico

There's nothing but red stains in the path.

Fragments of an endless night, Robert and Teresa meet and get to know each other, and get separate by the force of oppression and the threat of death and disappearance that continually creeps in.

In the endless night, only two bodies remain. What story is left after the end?

A man caught in the verge of freedom. He penetrates a city where the boundaries between reality and dream disappear. He crosses the landscape without belonging to it anymore. A farewell before departing.

A compilation of some of the Super-8 materials shot by Jorge Bodanzky during the Brazilian military dictatorship, blending domestic footage, experiments with the cinematographic medium, and the traces, in an amateur format, of some of his thematic and stylistic obsessions.

Within me lives a silence. At night, he goes with his claws, hunting for something to scream.