One of the roughs, a kosmos
A farm deep within the United States, at nightfall. A bearded and long-haired man, with a feverish look. A wild, red-haired girl. He plays the organ, sculpts old bones and walks around the fields with a limp. She jumps around between the geese, chickens and sheep, climbs trees, hangs strange dolls off branches, surveys the site in the company of a dog, and builds odd installations to play with the animals. Like a little witch with boundless energy, she is the princess of this kingdom. Carmine Grimaldi, currently a Fellow at Harvard University's Film Study Center, has appropriated the experiments of the Sensory Ethnography Lab and put it into practice in this delicate portrait of a father and his daughter. A magical short documentary, whose atmosphere is reminiscent of the novels of Mark Twain (or of Stephen King: it depends on your point of view…), one of the roughs, a kosmos is extremely touching, not only for the freedom with which the filmmaker captures the intimacy of his characters, but also for the distant tenderness with which the camera is positioned.