art made with various film stills and photographs used without permission
when we thought we were safe
producer, writer, director
short | fiction | development
synopsis
Two stories of old-returning residents intertwine in an industrializing town. A man discovers the demolition of the public cemetery where his son was buried—giving way to a new subdivision project; an old rich woman, with her husband’s urn, goes to a nearby golf course where they used to spend their time together. They both go to a river stretching across the whole town: the man ends up there after a barren journey in his attempt to find his son’s missing remains; and the woman throws her husband's remains in it, freeing herself from the past. The river, the public and private landscapes, and the town bear witness to their encounters in their navigation of grief in a transient time and a changing place.