The seer speaks and evokes a journey into space. The journey is to Cuma and in Cuma there were the Sibyls...were there? There are! A ritual to open the past, to denounce the historical violence suffered by the Women/Sybils and their territory: Cuma, Naples.
“Fight, politics, fantasy, madness, expression. I made this film, detached moments, connected in my psyche: poetry intervention in the Gaiola style, my love for the sea, for women, for the Nemesiache, for beauty. I dream in insomnia of a reality that deforms beauty... I dig, I penetrate with my eyes through prohibitions and disfigurements in my expropriated territory. I play with the sadness of a fragility determined by infinite mobile interests: spaces for me, spaces for others." L.M.
