Albergo Trento (The Big Chill)
Everything is inevitably truth and path. Observing the world, we are immersed in, shows us the process that led reality to be what it is. By traveling on threads of memories, I carry, inside an abandoned hotel, the suspended stories of my generation, those of the great ideals of the seventies.
Passion, expectations, hopes have vanished, degraded like the objects that inhabit this now forgotten place. In a vision that is both tangible and intangible, the characters seem to portray solitary and now inexplicable stories of this inner decline, which is reflected in the environment. Pieces enveloped in the melancholy of a great cold that changed everything.