In one rainy afternoon, the sound of a vendor calling out “Fix your screen windows, screen doors … Install new glass!” summoned this daydream. I traveled with the repairman to Toad Mountain in search of the maiden he so vividly described. But the houses here had long crumbled into ruin …
As with the physical, blood carries our broken, psychological detritus into the deep recesses of our very being. Ditches dry and fetid and carpeted in moss extend throughout this city that, while forgotten by time, arise in the awareness of dreams.
2018 Taipei Film Festival - Forward Taiwan