On a final walk with her terminally ill mother, the filmmaker sees a blossoming tree so beautiful that she says she would like to be one herself. After a long silence, her mother gives only one reply: “When?” Made only a few days before her mother’s death, the film is a poetic and uncompromising essay on farewell.
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