The white ribbon
The hands that write this article are taken by an anguish that a film like Vazante arouses. If the film chooses to portray an episode from 1821, about the blood-soaked land of colonial Minas Gerais, this blood is reversely pumped, as if by its own will, through these hands that also don’t belong to it, but who here found a place, or better yet: an outflow. In this particular torrent, also flow hallway chats, memories of a Q&A and a contrast that caused me an … Read more The white ribbon