It is not fair to define it. In essence, it is a sketch. A young woman crossing the border between Mexico and USA. Coming, maybe, from China. And, after high risks, the naked truth. The manner reflecting this deep dissillusion represents the basic virtue of this short film. A form of wise minimalism, a touching - bitter story and something remaining , a time, as precious memory. A beautiful film about a cold- sad near reality.
Review of Where Dreams Rest
