Aspettando il treno
Betacam - b/w
An old lady makes coffee, a man sleeps. He wakes up: he runs in vain to get the train that quickly leaves in front of him. He would like, he should leave: he asks to run away. He mimes, he repeats: he attempts suicide again – his obscure illusion. Other trains go by. In vain. Silence covers the noise of time: a white and pure light of two waiting souls (two non-realities?) covers the shadows of things. In the end they try a dance: they are youth and old age intertwined in a unique loving hug. Tenderness and obsession are not opposed anymore. This is why she now leaves. He is still sleeping, maybe he is redeemed, at last. And he doesn’t dream anymore.