In Syria, everyday, YouTubers film then die; others kill then film.
In Paris, driven by my unexhaustible love for Syria, I find that I can only film the sky and edit the footage posted.
From within the tension between my estrangement in France and the revolution, an encounter happenned. A young Kurdish woman from Homs began to chat with me, asking: ‘If your camera were here, in Homs, what would you be filming?’. Silvered Water is the story of that encounter. [Synopsis courtesy of Cannes Film Festival]