The jury regards this film as a metaphor for autonomy, a metaphor for the power and the courage to take one's life in one's own hands. Laconic scenes put side by side, seemingly disjointed, depicting a certain environment - in an authentic, aesthetic manner, but never playing down, never brightening up. Stylistically, this film manages an odd jump from quiet naturalism to poetic courage. And this is where the last words of the film are directed to: This story is thrown into the sea. Who breathes it first will come to paradise.