Now, decades later, Chiara lies on the same beach, people-watching. Through Chiara’s gaze, strangers on the beach transform into archetypes—embodiments of tourists, Europeans, and humanity at large. Their quirks and interactions, however trivial, evoke the bitter-sweetness of life and trigger memories of her own past. As the afternoon sun climaxes we learn of Gaia’s fatal accident jumping from a cliff on that fateful night of the bonfire in 1986.
Just when Chiara returns to the sea for a moment of relief, her husband and small daughter approach, instantly grounding her in the present. A meditation on longing, loss, and the way places hold us, Colpo di Sole captures the weight of memory in a sensory portrait of the Mediterranean.