Fallen Noon.

In contemporary Hanoi, haunted by the echoes of an unfinished love between a Vietnamese worker who left for East Germany in the 1980s and the woman who stayed behind, what remains after the collapse of an ideology lingers in faltering bodies, muted gestures, and misty corners. Echoes of the past ripple through a drifting generation: an inherited fatigue, a quiet unrest, a looping refrain, a trembling future. Kieu Anh Phuong Nguyen’s film is a slightly melancholic and deeply atmospheric story told in elliptical black-and-white images.