THE BIG FROST

Film (fiction), 50', currently in post-production - Choreographer

Inside cage-like apartment blocks, humans live clandestine, intensified lives. It’s past midnight - the hour of insomniacs. Throughout the night, the light of one apartment keeps flickering: a woman is changing bulbs with a theatrical sense of urgency. Reciting fragments from Virginia Woolf's 'Orlando', she follows movement patterns that lend her existence a mysterious ritualistic intensity. She has been alive for 350 years.

In an apartment several floors below, a man in stripy pyjamas moves about, singing, apparently heartbroken. He is sleepwalking. 

His voice, that of a opera singer, impregnates the estate; his haunting melodies derail the woman's game, as she is swallowed by the building blocks’ ossified concrete. As the film’s main character watches the buildings’ movements through her window, she enters a world of fairytale and dream.

“The Queen has come”. 

 
Humanity needs dreams to be able to survive the miseries of daily existence, even if only for an instant
— Oscar Niemeyer
Music is liquid architecture; architecture is frozen music.
— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe