MOTHERGUN
In a refugee camp "somewhere between Europe and Hell", three people with no common language rely on a translator for their survival in the fallout from a fratricidal war. Deals are made, a sacrifice is asked, a betrayal is made. A luminous tree, adorned by scraps of golden rubbish shelters them as a drama of precarious trust, desire and betrayal plays out in the mud.
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