Girls Made of Paper

A metaphorical story about a projection booth, or maybe about the skeletons in a director’s closet, or perhaps about how fragile can an actress’s self-confidence really be. Can it be deformed? Stomped on? And what could happen if they just couldn’t take it anymore and decided to make their voices heard and make us feel what it’s really like when somebody lays their hands on stars that should never be touched in the first place… (FamuFest)