Martin Crvelin

A group of young men rampage all day through the streets of an Adriatic port make love, wrangle over lunch, drink, finally steal a bus and is a burst of destructiveness drive it over the cliffs into the sea from which in surrealist fashion they are resurrected.

A meditation on transience composed through juxtaposition of sun-bathed exteriors of Split and dark interiors, landscapes of the city and close-ups of human faces, movements and stillness, the material and the spiritual.