The wastelands and crowded streets of an African country are traversed by a woman bearing a wooden cross on her back. She is followed by sellers, beggars and passerbys, outraged voices, pity and curious glances. Parallel to her, among a herd of sheep, a lamb toddles its way from the far away mountains into the heart of the city only to find itself dangling, skinned and headless, on a butcher’s shoulder. In the meantime, under the scorching sun, in a roofless house, a woman is persistently knitting a garment, unwinding a thread coiled over her son’s face.

MOTHER, I AM SUFFOCATING. THIS IS MY LAST FILM ABOUT YOU is a symbolic social-political voyage of a society, spiralling between religion, identity and collective memory.

(xposed Queer Film Fest)