Tag: Sew the Winter to My Skin

Mantoa: Forgotten by Death

AS THIS FILM begins to unfurl, there are moments, from a cinematographic perspective that will leave you with your mouth hanging open. Devastatingly beautiful washes of colour and light conveying men on horses and a community broken by discontent permeate this work like swathes of poetry. This film, […]

To catch a sheep pilferer

What would it feel like to be invincible? To be able to rush through the landscape with a stolen bleating sheep on your shoulders, as the world shouts and chases you, as you remain safe in the knowledge that you’ll get away. Again. Much of the narrative premises […]