Stavros Miras

Apart from one chicken in a freezer, a trumpet teacher, keeps also the corpse of his mother. Is there life after death?

Athens. Nothing seems to move. The locals seem as still as statues. While at the same time, somewhere, a caryatid is escaping from a museum and a small group of people demands the destruction of all antiques. Would film be the only way to avoid stone-cold indifference?