In a village in the Republic of Moldavia, an old woman dies, leaving her son Petru and her granddaughter Anisoara behind. The whole village mourns according to their tradition. After the death watch during a stormy night they make their way to the cemetary. The old men carry the heavy coffin over stony paths up to the sacred hill. The sun is high and the way seems endless, but against the thirst there is wine and against the grief there is singing. So in this landscape of paradisal beauty, joy mixes with sorrow and in the end, life stands above death. "A Heimatfilm without Heimatkitch - and the beginning of a directing career that will undoubtedly interest us for a long time to come." (RÜDIGER SUCHSLAND, FILM SERVICE)
In a village in the Republic of Moldavia, an old woman dies, leaving her son Petru and her granddaughter Anisoara behind. The whole village mourns according to their tradition.
After the death watch during a stormy night they make their way to the cemetary. The old men carry the heavy coffin over stony paths up to the sacred hill. The sun is high and the way seems endless, but against the thirst there is wine and against the grief there is singing. So in this landscape of paradisal beauty, joy mixes with sorrow and in the end, life stands above death.
"A Heimatfilm without Heimatkitch - and the beginning of a directing career that will undoubtedly interest us for a long time to come." (RÜDIGER SUCHSLAND, FILM SERVICE)