A dusty plain, as smooth as a sheet of paper. A desert landscape that might as well be a moonscape, especially when a horse and rider dash along the horizon, almost weightless, so fast that suddenly even the camera, equally unimpressed by gravity, can’t follow. But this is just training; the big race is yet to come. The people around the horse are getting more nervous every day. The dark shining horse on the other hand stays cool.

Lukas Foerster

Anouchka is thirty and a scriptwriter. She earns her living in a bar. For this short film she wrote an autofictional scenario about her long-term alcohol addiction. The film title takes up the scene titles used in screenplays: “Interior. Anouchka – Night.” The setting: Anouchka reads her text in a nocturnal studio and discusses it with the director. Gradually, reading and speaking are beginning to mingle with her first-person narrative.

Annina Wettstein