Voices that take shape in memory, an empty house, a piano that is now missing. Vivian Forrester said that for Duras, the act of speech to achieve was love in its whole or absolute desire. The one that can be silence, or singing, or screaming. It is what governs memory and forgetfulness, suffering and hope. This video essay proposes a dialogue between two films: Morir... Dormir... Tal Vez Soñar (Manuel Mur Oti, 1976) & India Song (Marguerite Duras, 1975). On the one hand, to claim a beautiful forgotten rarity of Spanish cinema and on the other, to claim that cinema, after all, is a house with many voices.

Credits

Diego CepedaDirector