Writer
In the middle of the Guajira Desert, Doris, a young Wayúu woman, exhumes her cousin’s remains in order to meet her for the last time. Through a sensory journey, this ritual leads her to confront death and blend the world of the dreams with the world of the living.
Director
In the middle of the Guajira Desert, Doris, a young Wayúu woman, exhumes her cousin’s remains in order to meet her for the last time. Through a sensory journey, this ritual leads her to confront death and blend the world of the dreams with the world of the living.
Director
How come you didn't wake me up when my soul was leaving? On the border between Colombia and Venezuela, inside an old pickup truck, Wayuú people, Arabs, Venezuelans and Colombians from different times cross the desert sharing the trance of the journey. Among them, the soul of Josefa, a Wayuú woman, returns to her land in order to meet with her family after several years of exile. Her memories blend with the present, resurrecting the dead and blurring the idea of the frontier.
