Looking for Vera Bardos
The day I realized that I didn't know the name of my aunt, who died at the age of 15 in a concentration camp, I was seized with fear. This is a film about memory coming back, about the impossibility of forgetting.
The day I realized that I didn't know the name of my aunt, who died at the age of 15 in a concentration camp, I was seized with fear. This is a film about memory coming back, about the impossibility of forgetting.