My first impression as the story unfolded was that it had all the ingredients of a fine road-movie, with breathtaking pictures, a beautiful soundtrack, and strangely humane characters.

However this soon changed as the film's clever construction made me lose track of distance, place and time. It became evident that the story was much more than this. I slowly sank into Sarah's mind, overwhelmed with unfulfilled maternal love and unbearable grief which at first is hardly visible. Paradoxically, as she proceeded towards her geographical as well as symbolic destination, which is cleverly hidden from us until the very end, I began to feel more and more lost.

I cannot put into words what I understood or felt exactly. That is precisely the beauty of this film. It allows us to grasp something that is traditionally described as impossible to understand if you have not lived through it yourself. I feel grateful to Serafini for allowing us to peer into his deeply intelligent mind.