Hondamendia

There is nothing new, nothing original. Our labors and our failures are erected not on the labors and failures of previous generations, but on their waste: on the cry of fury and filth, deaf and distant. Are our works and our failures significant before they become rubbish in turn? And if so, where? We love Greece and we love the myth of Arianne. Pulling the thread of a strange, familiar and eternal labyrinth. But maybe we should follow the trail of our waste, get to know each other, if we want to get somewhere one day.

Harkaitz Cano 

Waste is a metaphor, sometimes. But what is the metaphor for this putrid smell?

A landslide caused a landslide of rubbish on the Zaldibar motorway slip road (Biscay). Half a million cubic meters of industrial waste collapsed. The presence of asbestos interrupts the rescue work and requires preventive measures among the population. Call it fatality. Call it fate. Or blame it on bad luck. But the word disaster can also be the guise of responsibility and duty. Accident for some, horror for others.

Produced by Axut! and Artedrama and directed by Ximun Fuchs.