Emma needs to move home with her mom again, which she doesn’t like. Her mom loves dancing, which she hates. She also enjoys reminiscing of success in her years past, meanwhile Emma’s present is far from it. As uncomfortable as the whole situation is it’s only exacerbated by a gaping, seemingly endless hole in the living room wall. Dark and reaching veins spread from its center, creeping throughout the room, and the black pit keeps growling at Emma anytime she comes to face her true feelings.
The place it too much, her mom is too much,
too intimate and close, yet so far and distant.
It’s time to face the monster in the wall
The film is based on my own emotional experiences; my fear to connect to people, my sadness towards not belonging to my family, my strange relationship with myself and my hometown which I hate yet keep returning back to, and how I dealt (or didn’t) with these during the last 27 years. It’s personal but also something everyone can resonate with. We all carry family burdens and bad memories that shaped us, we all wanna do better than our parents, stop following toxic patterns, and yet sometimes we fail and feel shame, anger, and sadness.