没有红色的1395天

The film follows a woman as she makes her way through this route. The city is the city of today. The time of the film is, at one and the same time, the present and the past. At every intersection, she feels exposed to what were once the sight lines of the snipers up in the hills. Running could be as dangerous as walking. Too fast could be as hopeless as too slow. She stops, hesitates, and runs. She waits, she calculates, she runs and ducks down. Each intersection is a new calculation. She hides behind invisible shelters. She straightens up when she feels she is safe. The geography of the city delineates a topography of exposure and protection, relief and fear.