TRANSIT

Transit (2008)

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Somewhere in the VIP lounge of a large airport, two people meet. They are in Transit. In an aquarium atmosphere of dim light, they reinvent their discourse, waiting for the announced flight of death. The departure and arrival announcements are distant. On a bold flesh-pink king-size sofa, separated by the space of two cushions, are two men sitting… JET LAG, about 60 years old and dandy and CHECK IN pose, in their mid-30s… try to save their time. in search of hunting. As in a movie, two heads play another game of Life!

 

Rui Madeira