The prince of Nanawa, by Clarisa Navas
A footbridge divides Argentina from Paraguay. Guarani and Spanish float in the air.
People run around trafficking all things imaginable. I met Angel (9) in the midst of this dizzying pace and when I heard him speak, I was so moved that I promised to see him again. A year later, I came back and we started making a movie together. After ten years, the passage from childhood to adolescence unfolds in these images surrounded by questions, absences and a unique strength to live and to resist against everything.
