Katrin has reached a point in life that spells n.o. r.e.t.u.r.n. – at least, that’s how it feels to her: neither young nor old, still close to teenhood but not so far from retirement. A middle-aged wasteland. She’s in Calvi, not alone, but lonely; drifting all day through this city of strangers, tourists like her, sans papiers, soldiers (the 2 Régiment Etranger de Parachutistes is based here). Katrin meets Malte, a kid who got himself into trouble and is now doing time in a juvenile correctional facility. Katrin does what she shouldn’t… One of Graf’s most extraordinary works, this late modernist portrait, with its disjunctive editing and DV images that look like they’ve been drawn in sand, perfectly expresses the lonely searcher’s state of mind. Katrin is on the brink of taking the plunge and dragging Malte down with her. But he’ll resurface, and grow through all this useless, fantastic pain.
