The River

Venice 2018
Orizzonti Competition
TIFF 2018
Platform Competition
Venice Orizzonti
Best Director

The River

A Film by Emir Baigazin

2018 - Kazakhstan/Norway/Poland - Drama - 2.39 - 108 min.

with Zhalgas Klanov , Zhasulan Userbayev , Ruslan Userbayev & Eric Tazabekov

Languages: Russian , Kazakh
Produced by Emir Baigazin

A family with five sons lives in a remote Kazakh village. In accordance with the Eastern tradition, the eldest son Aslan (13) becomes the Father's deputy, in charge of all the work, and delegating the tasks. One day Aslan takes his brothers to the River for a swim - a moment of deep happiness. From then on, life is different. And when Kanat, an unknown cousin, unexpectedly arrives at the village, the structured life of the family begins to fall apart for good.

In Collection:
Venice 2018
Orizzonti Competition
TIFF 2018
Platform Competition
Venice Orizzonti
Best Director

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