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Verdant tunnel at the end of the light.

Synopsis:
The movie is a literal exquisite corpse. Juventino, a peasant from Santa Ana is murdered by two shots. This entire film is dreamed by his corpse during the autopsy.

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Ever Amado is a hurting and bitter illegal immigrant from El Salvador. He left the country with his wife Flor to escape the brutal civil war, only to find himself alone in a clandestine border hospital as an amputee. In his isolation, the anger and bitterness that have ruled Ever for so long finally begin to weaken. Ultimately, as Ever confronts his physical pain, he discovers a life-changing spiritual revelation.

{ Crew }

Elric Kane / Director of Photography (Exteriors)
Vanja Vascarac / Director of Photography (Interiors)
Victor Ruano / Writer – Director – co-Producer – co-Editor
Anthony Perez / Exc. Producer
Sarah Walko / Art Director – Editor Advisor
Ernesto Hernández / Lead Actor (Ever Amado) – Co-Art Director
Jay Wynne / Sound Designer
Juliana Hurtado / Lead Actress (Flor Amado)

{ Film Festivals }

Ever Amado has been accepted and awarded in a dozen of international film festivals, including the 57th Berlin International Film Festival. /
The 22nd Latin American Film Festival in North Carolina. / Iberoamerikanische filmtage, IV festival de cine iberoamericano, Künstlerhaus k/haus Kino /
Del Corazon Film festival, El Paso TX. / JAMAN Online Film Festival / Kino At Festival / New Filmmakers, NYC / Anthology Archives / SAVNY – Lovely Surveillance, Pioneer Theater – Movie Theater in New York City / Festival de Cine Centroamericano ICARO

{ September 11, 1980 }

San Salvador, El Salvador

This movie is not an historical document. It is an emotional map through a world of fears, dreams, sounds and images. The date given at the beginning of this film is mere poetic license. “Who gave me this license?” I hear you ask. “My elders”, would be my reply. Every time that I asked or interviewed an older Salvadorian about the civil war they began in this way: “You did not live through this war, you were only a kid. I did.” I was precisely five years old when the war started, and I was seventeen when it ended. Perhaps I did not live through this war and the entire movie is only a product of my imagination. As a kid history and dreams belonged to the same and broader space I call reality. As an adult I close my eyes to try and remember dates, names and places, and I open them quickly to forget. In between that blink, we made this movie.