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Rituals of waiting: sitting on the bed, lying, sleeping. Routines of vigilance: searching cisterns, opening presents, reading letters. A young offenders’ prison on the Elbe island of Hahnöfersand. A few minutes by boat from Hamburg’s Landungsbrücken. Behind the walls, insularized lives in prescribed spaces, little echoes in from outside. »Who’s been keeping the corridor together?« asks a prisoner down the phone and answers his own question: »Since I left, no one!« A tortoise breaks out. A Beethoven string sonata begins. Time is locked in a cell, narrow and endless. Waiting and vigilance. What comes next?https://dokfilmwoche.com/de/project/at-the-bottom-of-the-sea/

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