Lost

Immigration resembles a postponed Lacan "mirror stage": a traumatic moment of distancing from your ideal "self", from an imaginary mother's uterus. It is an insight of a negative kind that brings me knowledge that I will never lose. This film is a farewell to my old home, a mosaic of my childhood memories and a weeping psalm to the identity which I left behind.

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