Lasting Moments

  • December 13, 2014 / 19:00
  • December 27, 2014 / 14:00

Director: Jacek Borcuch
Cast: Jakub Gierszal, Magdalena Berus, Ángela Molina
Poland; 95’, 2013, color

Polish and Spanish with Turkish subtitles

Michal and Karina are college students who met in Poland and are enjoying an Edenic working holiday with Michal's family in Valencia. Blonde and radiating innocence, they seem to have been born to lose their virginity together, jumping off a bridge together, rolling around in the grass and waking up back home with scrached-up torsos. But on a solo scuba outing at a nearby lake, something terrible happens to Michal, disturbing him deeply and sending him back to school with a secret. When he shares it with Karina upon her return to campus it's more than she can handle. She's left alone to cope with her own life-changing news, which she never gets a chance to share.

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