Siesta

„It must be about one week since it happened…“
A deserted beach in the morning, empty alleyways in the midday heat, panoramas of a grid of streets where no movement can be perceived from the distance. What looks like the normal downtime in the rhythm of a Southern European coastal city’s day — the siesta — is drawn out to a catastrophic length in the film: Something has happened, and Barcelona’s now empty and the painted beach clock has stopped. A local resident looks for other survivors and new supplies. She films her forays, and the voiceover reads entries from her diary. Both the images’ textures and the footage of this world make it clear that this disaster happened some time in the past.