The documentary ‘Light falls Vertical’, by Efthymia Zymvragaki, now in Barcelona, Cartagena de Indias and Guadalajara

Ara La Llum Cau Vertical‘ continues its tour of national and international festivals, now with its selection in the programme of the 26th edition of DocsBarcelona, which will take place from 18 to 28 May.

Efthymia Zymvragaki‘s debut feature film is included in the competitive section Latitud, which awards the DocsBarcelona Latitud Award to the best film in the section, endowed with 3,000 euros for post-production work (finishing, conformation, colour correction, sound, DCP copies) of the director’s next work.

Present in Barcelona will be the director, Efthymia Zymvragaki; the composer of the soundtrack, Giorgis Xylouris, and the producers Ángelo Orlando, Anna M. Bofarull and Patricia Sánchez.

Its incorporation into the DocsBarcelona schedule joins other selections of the film at the IDFA in Amsterdam, where its world premiere was held, at the 25th Thessaloniki Festival in Greece, at the 62nd edition of the Colombian Cartagena de Indias International Film Festival (FICCI) and at the upcoming Guadalajara International Film Festival (FICG) in Mexico.

Ara La Llum Cau Vertical’ is a Gris Medio production, co-produced by the Spanish companies KaBoGa and Novena Nube, the German company ThurnFilm, the Italian company Eur Film and the Dutch company Witfilm. It also has the participation of TVE and TV3.

It is a strong yet fragile film that exposes viewers, through the cracks of the falling light, to the uncomfortable sensation of being on a hard journey accompanied by the serene, brave and poetic voice of its director. Contemplating with an honest look at an intimate relationship, giving space to Ernesto, the abuser, as she confronts her inner demons to find some kind of relief for him and face her own past. She creates a space to observe the traces of violence and the dark sides of the sunlit island of Tenerife. Shadows that contain deeper layers of pain, sorrow, anger, guilt and jealousy. We all live on our “private lonely islands”, some trapped by the complexity of the scars of a troubled and broken childhood.