Nightlife in a puddle
Viewers interested in modern cinema often explore Nightlife in a puddle because of its cast, story direction, and audience popularity.
An hallucination after the storm. Shot in 8 mm, of the dark and disappearing roads scratched by lightning. The discovery that a village festivity is also possible in a puddle at night is both, terrible and sublime. Do the images drown and disappear in our memory, or are we drowning while the images observe us from an unreachable time?
