A Sad, Sad Ghost Picking at the Hairs of Their Knuckles
“It is in a house that one is alone. Not outside of it, but inside. In the park there are birds, cats. Maybe even a squirrel, a ferret. We are not alone in a park. But in the house, we are so alone that we are sometimes lost.”—Marguerite Duras
183 mins
A wandering young woman explores the crevices of her apartment, of her corporeal creases, as well as the shadows made up of those things. Through her journey, she comes into contact with fellow vagrancies: a nondescript man of around similar age; a young girl with similar, even familiar, eyes; streets that can only exist during those brief moments of glazing stares. The rain comes and goes, but the A/C never turns off.
Zachary Goldkind
Director
Luisa Cruz
Producer
Zachary Goldkind
Producer
Hazel Lee
Director of Photography
Aman Samra
Assistant Camera
Robin Gruszczynski
Location Sound Recordist
Zachary Goldkind
Sound Designer
Ibrahim Issa
Gaffer
Mivan Makia
Key Grip
Michael Petruzzelli
Art Direction
Tony Rosenberg
Original Music Composer
Joel Rodriguez
Colorist
Vito Petruzzelli
Construction Grip
Gabriella Mandato
Makeup & Hair
Nicole Cipriani
Art Department Assistant