sans soleil

This irked and moved me. Basically overlapping archival footage narrated by a woman who’s very BBC spooky sounding who is reading letters a man sent to her describing all these places he’s been filming. He says only banality interests me and then throughout it’s like footage and more footage of these very human moments. It’s about memory and how it’s made up really. It’s really nice. It will make you feel sort of stange.