I haven’t seen my father for a decade. Together with my colleagues from cinema school, I return to the place where I was born, and a reunion seems inevitable.” Miguel de Jesus

Cerro dos Pios

“Dear Marisa,  now an entire planet separates us. 17900 kilometres to be precise.  At this threshold of paradise, there is only one thing I can do. Wait.  And at last, the Ultimate Bliss will find us, baby.”  A film-diary and an exercise of memory

Ultimate Bliss

Steeped in the isolation of suburban Tasmania, Imogen and Audrey reflect on their lives, families and dreams between puffs on bongs, vapes and cigs. Dark clouds approach in the conversation and landscape as local wildlife looks on indifferently. Beyond the drugs and arcades, what possible routes of escape remain?