Orpheus

The picture of a series of seemingly identical houses under the mist of Nizhni Taguil, in that Asian part of Russia that is both beautiful and desolate, shows a city frozen in time and a group of young artists that seem to be in the same tune. There is among them a kind of solidarity to face unease –they gather to sing, dance or reflect on the future (or lack thereof) in the city that shelters them. (Mar del Plata International Film Festival)