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Reflections 

A film by Sara Broos Documentary 80 min 

The director takes her mother Karin Broos, a famous Swedish painter, on a seaside trip to Latvia, hoping to close the silent gap between them.  Out of this experience came an intimate and poetic film exploring the innermost rooms of the human mind and the complexities of the mother-daughter relationship. 

 

The younger and the aging woman mirroring each other's experiences – the will to live, and lack thereof. In a meditation on life and art, health and illness, secrets and shame, serenity and nightmare. A cinematic catharsis through evocations of daily life, dreams, archival material, diary notes, the mother’s paintings and captivating footage. A glimpse into the unconventional world of an artistic family in the countryside of Nordic Europe, set to a soundtrack that totally draws you into the story.

 

Directors´s statement

 

I brought my mother to a Spa Resort in Latvia for her 60th birthday. It was our first trip together alone. This would be the time when we would get closer and open up to each other. Everything was arranged to that; the place was lovely, there was time. But a forced silence arised and nothing was said.  Instead we escaped into our own worlds.  My mother, who is an artist, was looking for motives for new paintings. After the trip I decided to make a film about our relationship, to try to get closer to her. The result is a poetic and personal journey about memories, dreams,  the subconsious, the sorrows, shame, ageing, self – hatred. Fragments of life. The attempt to hold on to something, while everything is in constant change.

 

 

Credits 

Written, directed, edited and produced by Sara Broos

Cinematographer Billie Mintz, Hampus Linder, Sara Broos

Music Pelle Ossler

Dramaturg, mentor Stefan Jarl 

Project Manager SVT Emelie Persson 

Sound Design Patrik Strömdahl

Sound Editing Christian Christensen  

Additional camera Kristoffer Andrén, Tina Axelson, Benjamin Goss 

Paintings Karin Broos 

Graphic Design Greger Ulf Nilson 

Grading Nanna Dalunde 

Online Mattias Valenca 

Visual effects Peter Mettler

Animation Esteban Rivera

Graphics Pier & Pepe Francescshi 

Translation Ingrid Eng 

Production Controller Jenny Örnborn 

Head of Communication Ylva Swedenborg

Outreach Dimitra Kouzi

Lawyer Johan Christianson

Music Producer Christian Gabel 

Additional Music Sissela Broos, Kriton Klingler, Sällskapet.  

Festival Distribution Sara Rüster/ Swedish Film Institute 

Sales First Hand Films / Gitte Hansen 

Distribution Scandinavia Tri Art Film 

Design Presskit David Levin 

Produced by Broos Film

in co - production with SVT and Region Värmland

With support from The Swedish Film Institute/Cecilia Lidin &

The Swedish Arts Grants Committee

 

 

 

 

 

There´s a crack, a crack in everything.

That´s how the light gets in (L. Cohen).

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Upcoming Screenings:

2 November 20.00

Passage Kinos Dok Leipzig 

6 November 14.00

Schaubühne Lindenfels Dok Leipzig

2 September 

Theatrical Release Sweden 

Distributor: TriArt Film 

7 August 2016 

Lilla Filmfestivalen Båstad 

June 2016 

Krakow Film Festival

Documentary Competition 

March 2016 

Tempo Documentary Festival 

Tempo Documentary Award Competition 

 

February 2016 Gothenburg Film Festival 

Dragon Award Best Nordic Documentary  

Producer

Broos Film

broosfilm@gmail.com 

World Sales  

First Hand Films 

stories@firsthandfilms.com 

Festivals

The Swedish Film Institute

sara.ruster@filminstitutet.se 

Outreach

Kouzi Productions, Dimitra Kouzi 

dimitra@kouziproductions.com 

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”The air is stifling. The windows cannot be opened. Still, the thin

curtains flutter, perhaps from a breeze somewhere. Down below we

see the beach and people like little dots. She puts away the camera.

We stand completely still and gaze out. The building moves like a ship,

we drift away, a bird flies straight into the glass. The light falls. The transparent red curtains like fire. The sun melts and disappears into the ocean.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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