The first time I ever saw my mother cry, I froze. My tiny hands didn’t know what to do. All I knew was that I wanted to make it better, but I had no idea how. So, I did the only thing I could think of: I sat there, and I stroked her hair.

I am interested in the small actions we take that are meaningful even if they change nothing.  This past year, I have felt powerless in the face of forces outside my control: a fractured world invaded by the spectre of death and unimaginable loss; lost in a country that is not my own,  far away from home. With this story, I want to speak to the child that exists in all of us and say: yes, the world can be very scary, it can be strange, and sometimes, it makes no sense at all. But you are not alone; and there are moments of grace in the smallest acts of care.

In CARRION, death comes knocking at the door of a child’s kingdom in the form of a decomposing dead animal and a long-lost soul. Over the course of one night, 7 year-old Mengmeng discovers that her initial feelings of fear are nothing compared to her mother’s grief. But together, they find a way through.

At the heart of this film is that small, seismic shift in the way a child sees their parent; that moment we discover that there is an entire, vulnerable universe behind a parent’s eyes that we do not understand; a world made up of their own desires and mysterious needs. Through Mengmeng, we discover that even in the most scary and confusing of circumstances, what truly matters are the people beside us, and letting them know that we are there—for there is always power in an act of love and care. 


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