I traveled to South Africa to find a white family living on a desolate farm.
I wanted to film how they faced the new days of equality after the fall of Apartheid. But I soon lost my way both on the endless roads and in my mind.
Instead the film became a story about two very different women who
both experienced a tragic loss in the midst of a white community not too fond of the future.
Both women gained strength from overcoming the loss to face tomorrow . Their life stories reminded me of a possible destiny for the white tribe in black Africa. By loosing their Absurd privileges they had to allow everybody into their world and could finally relieve themselves of a loneliness which had haunted them since the first bushman was killed by a European bullet.
“If you have no love you’re going to be cruel” a woman says in the film...that goes for cultures as well.