It’s autumn in a city. People are going somewhere, every frame is filled with movement but nothing can shake off the feeling of melancholy. And the omnipresent camera keeps sliding over their heads to show us angles that somebody would maybe rather keep hidden.
Jury statement: Under the skies of Vilnius an eerie love ballad unfolds like crime mystery. the subtle rythm of editing, angles and textures adds a new layer of melancholia to the song, and it lingers in memory