Writer
No meio do deserto de Guajira, Doris, uma jovem Wayuu, exuma os restos de sua prima para conhecê-la pela última vez. Através de uma jornada sensorial, este ritual leva-a a confrontar a morte e a misturar o mundo dos sonhos com o mundo dos vivos.
Director
No meio do deserto de Guajira, Doris, uma jovem Wayuu, exuma os restos de sua prima para conhecê-la pela última vez. Através de uma jornada sensorial, este ritual leva-a a confrontar a morte e a misturar o mundo dos sonhos com o mundo dos vivos.
Producer
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.
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.
