Back to the starting point

Two women returning home, to the town, after years outside the country. And what they find is not only memories, but roots, something that they have not managed to leave behind and that suddenly appears as a mirror and not as a weight to be rid of. Two films that reach out, where we talk about how the culture that is acquired, books, art, needs to have a land in which to grow and take root, because a culture without roots is like a flying leaf. With the wind it shows how all kinds of creation, of artifice, are born in the background of a series of unconscious habits, of pale reflections, whose mother's belly is the first link. Therefore, the lost country is called the mother country. This film is another return, but it is not a trip to the past, but a place in front of the mirror to wonder where everything comes from and why everything acquires full sense when facing something known but that must be learned again. The lost paradises tells us about a country that will never be found again because it was devastated and the ruins give no clues on how to rebuild it. That country is republican Spain, created on a yearning for culture. Therefore, the task of the woman who returns is to recompose the traces of that past from unfinished conversations, fragmentary texts and unread books. And that work becomes a metaphor for what the arrival of democracy in Spain had to do: a task of rebuilding forgotten values.